She had no idea that the vampires of her horror dreams were real or that she was a Valkyrie, whatever the hell that was.
When she began subtly changing her dreams with minor changes in her waking life, she reluctantly began to believe she was a prophet of the pending apocalypse. She was a receptionist, a nobody trying to get by. Her dreams of red skies had turned to nightmares, and then to prophecy.
Dying night after night in her visions was easy.
Saving the world… not so much.
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