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Chapter 21: The Nightmare

作者: TheRunesmith
last update 公開日: 2026-05-31 09:20:14

I woke up screaming.

Not the quiet kind of waking. The full, tearing kind, the kind that rips you out of sleep with your heart slamming so hard you can feel it in your head.

I sat straight up in bed at three in the morning with my hands pressed to my neck and for two seconds I did not know where I was.

The dream was already dissolving the way they always did - edges first, then the middle but what stayed was my father's face.

My father's face? Why? How was that possible?

And it was close. Too
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