I would prefer to dream of the hot brunette I saw swimming a few days ago, but instead I dream of friggin' cold steel chains wrapped around me.
This place is making me crazy.
When I was a small doll, Reality Forest was the scariest fairytale I'd ever read. Now I'm grown and I'm trapped in the fairytale. My name is Matthew, and these are my adventures in Reality Forest.
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