Wow, d�j� vu.

You get out of bed and check yourself over, then sigh with relief. You're back to normal. Just to be sure, you head to the bathroom and take a look in the mirror. Satisfied that you are indeed normal, you go back to your room and get dressed. The phone rings just as you finish tying your shoes, and you answer it to the sound of your bosses' voice.

"So?" he asks.

"So... what?" you answer back.

There's a heavy sigh from the other end. "Have you decided yet?"

"Decided on what?"

"Dear god, you really are thick - the castle! Are you going to the castle or not?"

"Castle?" You ask. "As in Castle Blathory?"

"Yes, that castle. Have you got amnesia or something? You're acting dumber than usual."

"No, no amnesia, it's just..."

"...just what?"

"I kind of... Had a dream about the castle. Just now. And it wasn't a very nice one."

The line goes silent for several seconds, then your boss suddenly starts laughing. "Really? You're afraid to go, because you had a nightmare? You're going, whether you like it or not."

"And if I refuse?"

"Then you're fired." The line goes dead.

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