When I finally forced myself to turn on the light and look closer, the “nightmare object” in his mouth transformed into something heartbreakingly ordinary. Not a creature, not a crime scene—just the mangled remains of a teddy bear, its stuffing stretched like a tail, its outer fabric darkened by mud and drool. Under the harsh bulb, the terror melted into a strange mix of relief and sadness, like waking from a bad dream and realizing it was only your own imagination chasing shadows.
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