"What Did You Do to Him?"

The sky suddenly turned black. Strange noises buzzed from afar, like whispers twisted into screams. I ran, but the ground turned into thick mud, pulling my body downward. Behind the fog, dark shadows moved closer without a sound.

I wanted to scream, but my voice was gone, swallowed by the heavy air. My breath was tight. Cold seeped into my bones. Suddenly, a rough hand grabbed my arm from the darkness. I struggled, but the grip only tightened, burning my skin.

"Hanna…"

A voice called to me from a distance, dragging my consciousness back.

I woke up, breathing unevenly. Reality returned with its dim light, the cold touch on my skin, and a heartbeat still trapped in the rhythm of a nightmare.

And there he was, David. He was sitting next to me.

“You had a nightmare,” he said softly.

I looked at him, still half awake. Cold sweat clung to the back of my neck, and the blanket felt too heavy.

He stared at me for a while, as if trying to read the remnants of the dream still clinging to my