Curse of the Blue Man
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Curse of the Blue Man by Lawrence M. Jannifer - He roamed the streets of the city at night, striking terror into the hearts of young girls... from his body a strange blue light glowed... in his hand was an iron bar, strained and crusted with blood
Jerome Black lay in bed with his eyes closed. He tried to remember the dream he had just had. It had something to with running, down a long corridor, or an alley, running away; there were others after him, and behind him the girl lay... she lay...
It was no use. The dream was already dissolving. And once it was gone, of course, it was usually gone for good. But there had been something unusual about this dream, something strange and important; and he wanted very badly to remember it.
After a few more minutes he gave up and his eyes. "Probably wasn't important anyhow," he muttered, and sat up in bed.
He looked down at his right hand.
The dream.
