At mam & dad's house back up north, there's a black panther on the loose.
It has already eaten Cally (my border collie from the 1980's), Coy (our other dog from that same era) is trying to protect me, but no one else knows (or can see what happening).
I can't call the police as the telephone just splits in two or I can't hit the numbers as they stick. Liz and Emily are out there somewhere and I can't help them.In a mass panic I wake up..... takes a while before I know its a nightmare.
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