Something has awoken. Something that shouldn't have been disturbed.
And it's coming. For all of us.
…
Opening her eyes, Vera took shallow breaths. Getting out of the bed, she took slow and steady steps towards the bathroom.
Entering it and locking the door, she undressed as she turned on the hot water.
Despite the fact that her sweat was being washed off, it couldn't be said about her worries.
"So many dreams, what is real anymore and what is not?" she muttered.
Over the past few days… weeks… months she had been suffering from unimaginable nightmares, each and every time they ended with millions of people dying.
It was to the point she had begun to wonder, were these those visions that she often got, or were they just unrelated nightmares?
Nevertheless, she still felt exhausted beyond belief. Naturally, she wanted to vent her feelings and frustrations, and the only person that came to mind was Sofia.
