Shake a tower. Take a shower. Shake a tower. Take a shower. She ran the phrases through her mind as the water sluiced down into the drain, via her body. She felt cold and warm, and fuzzy and sharp, all at the same time. She had a nightmare before awaking, about blood and what can happen when one isn't careful. She is careful, but never careful enough, because if she was she wouldn't worry as much about the dreams.
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