Date: 2009-02-09 12:44 am (UTC)
The disembodied hands that grew out of walls, cupboards and the bottom of beds reaching out to grab me and pull me into whatever terrible doom. Those and sinky swamps and quicksands made sleeping one of my less favoured activties as a small cub.
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