Bound to the Dark King
~Ezinne~
The doctor clicked off the small flashlight with a soft snap, its beam fading from my weary eyes. Malik stood quietly by the corner of the room; his arms folded across his chest. Blood samples had been taken from me for further examinations, and it broke my heart that Malik could not even believe me.
“What did you see?” Malik’s voice broke the silence, filled with desperate hope as he fixed his gaze on the doctor.
The doctor with a clipboard in hand, adjusted his glasses thoughtfully. "Based on the symptoms and the intensity of these nightmares, I believe she might be experiencing what we call 'nocturnal panic attacks' or 'night terrors,'" the doctor said.