#I woke up DRENCHED in sweat when Cmedic finally got to Cheavy

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How to tell if you're cooked? Easy!

Have an entire fucking NIGHTMARE about your special interest!

Anyways I had a nightmare about Team Fortress Classic and the entire dream was in the style of analogue horror. The premise was simple: Cmedic began to haunt the TFC team during an alternate timeline of the comics where TFC actually won. Cmedic wasn't trying to kill or even torment anyone, he was just...trying to reunite with his old friends. But something was seriously wrong and everytime he came across one of his teammates, there would be this brief flash of the team, but the image would get progressively more distorted the further the dream went on.

And for some reason, the Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep poem kept repeating in the background. Lemme tell you, it is fucking EERIE hearing Cmedic go "Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die" everytime he popped up.

That's the last time I watch analogue horror videos before bed...