"Hey, what say we go back to your place? It's a slow day anyway. I'm sure the library can take care of itself until then."

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"Hey, what say we go back to your place? It's a slow day anyway. I'm sure the library can take care of itself until then," you say seductively hoping to take full advantage of any benefits you would get as her boyfriend. To your relief Elizabeth's face lit up when you made the mention that she skip work. "That sounds awesome!" she says taking your hand, "Let's go to the apartment then!"

The two of you walk together a few blocks away from the library, her head resting against your shoulder the whole way. It's apparent now that Elizabeth is convinced that the two of you were dating, and since you have nothing against the idea, you're feeling rather happy. Yet questions still fill your head. What happened overnight that you forgot?

You reach an apartment and Elizabeth opens it with a key. You wonder what happened to her dorm room as you step in. As you look around the room you are shocked to see all the things from your dorm room. The first thought that jumps into your head is that you two are living together, yes, that had to be it. She turns as you both cross the threshold and grabs onto your tie with both hands. "Let's go to bed," she says winking at you. Certainly you couldn't say no to this endeavor and you follow her to the queen sized bed. The experience was what you had waited for for months, and as you fell asleep next to your lover, you could have sworn that you saw her disappear just before your eyes closed.

You wake up back in your dorm room, Elizabeth is gone and no sign of the apartment remains. You're covered in sweat just like last time, however, this time you notice that your pillow has been ripped to shreds, and instead of fluffy cotton on the inside, intestines and blood seep from the torn fabric. Was this a joke? You feel like you are beginning to lose a grip on what is reality and what isn't.

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