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Andy whimpered softly as he rolled about in his sleep, his eyelids fluttering as he restlessly gripped at his bedsheets. Horrid memories of the past blended seamlessly into fears for the future in his subconscious state; fears of Shane marrying his mother, memories of his shitstain of a father abandoning them both - his mother’s horrific wails and sobs grating upon his whining hearing aid as she begged dad not to leave… Tears welled in his screwed up eyes as Andy jolted into a semi-conscious state, his body spasming helplessly and whacking Chucky. His hearing aid removed and his mind trapped in a state between wake and sleep, Andy could neither hear nor comprehend his electronic companion’s potential response. Night terrors were nothing new. For all of the nights that Andy had let the doll snuggle in next to him, Chucky surely would have been used to his jolts. Indeed, as the robot was jostled around in Andy’s arms, he was not surprised. Though he was most definitely concerned. His