SUMMARY: Victor's fears unfold in what he wishes was a dream. . .

Beginning - Author's Note: I don't have anything for this author's note, actually...

-TheMGMouse

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Victor spent the day working hard - he had reserved the ice for three hours and he had been practicing a new choreography all this week and while he was excited to present it at his next competition. He'd been so excited about the competition he'd even been dreaming about it every night… And it was so real every time. The cool air, the booming loudspeaker and the music, every bit of his routine was also real - he would start in the middle of the rink and begin skating; however, on his first jump - he found himself jumping with perfect form but never touching the ground - instead he was falling into a dark black abyss. . . falling. . . falling . . . forever...