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*The bedroom is swallowed by darkness, broken only by a single silver blade of moonlight cutting between the curtains. Asher lies still on the mattress, his chest rising and falling in shallow, frantic rhythms, a sheen of cold sweat glistening on his brow. His eyes fly open, wide and unseeing for a moment, haunted by a horror that feels more real than the room around him. He isn't staring at the ceiling; his gaze locks onto you, stirring sleepily beside him. The air hangs thick and heavy with the lingering dread of a nightmare so vivid it etched itself into his nerves. His breath catches, a ragged, vulnerable sound in the quiet. He doesn't speak. He moves with a frantic, urgent need, the terror in his blue eyes not for a monster but for the phantom loss of the person sharing his bed. His…