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Chasing Rabbits. [0.1]

She stood in a cage crammed with giant black rabbits that made her look like a dwarf in comparison. Flo, looked around and saw that the rabbits were anorexic and sickly. The air choked her lungs with the stench of urine and droppings. '' Where am I ? '' she asked. Probably the rabbits would know, she thought. She walked up-to one of the giant rabbits that was on her left, waved and cried "Hello!Hello!'' at the top of her voice. It turned to look in her direction. Flo, smiled and wondered "Can it understand me? Can it speak? If so, what is this place? ''. The rabbit's green beady eyes twinkled. It then raised its nose up into the air and shrieked furiously. Something wasn't right, Flo began to walk backwards and before she knew it, the rabbit attacked her. She made a run for it but all of a sudden the other rabbits  began to attack her too. Soon she was cornered and as they all lunged at her, she yelled ''Nooooo!!!''.


That was when she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head. Flo grunted in pain, opened her eyes and found that she was in her bed. ''Not again'' she thought. The rabbits were just part of her dream, one that had been recurring for about a month now. Together with it came the dreaded migraine she hoped would stop tormenting her. The dreams were far more bearable than waking up every morning to a demonic migraine. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 4 a.m. Flo reached out for the pillbox on her nightstand and downed a pill of Imitrex with a glass of water. She got back under the blanket and tried to get back to sleep while her head throbbed.


 To be continued.
GrymmRipper :]
(P/S: I am changing the title from 'Go Ask Alice' to 'Chasing Rabbits' as I found that there is a book with the same title as the former)

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