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You leap over the backyard fence. Your only concern is to get away from the house as fast as possible. The moment you are safe behind your front door, you collapse from exhaustion.

You thrash about as you wake from a horrible nightmare. The pain of smacking your hand on the front door knocks any remains of the nightmare from your mind. As your breathing calms, you wonder if you should keep what you saw to yourself or tell the police.