The cold, wet touch to her nose dragged her from her dream. She tried to catch a wisp of it before it left her mind completely, but the pressure on her throat was too much. Her eyes fluttered open, unable to focus. At such close range, his teeth appeared like large ivory daggers, designed to tear flesh apart.
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