I had a nightmare.

Actually, a series of them.

But the last dream was different. I dreamed of Grandma, her face radiating kindness as she spoke to me.

But her words were gibberish to me.

It felt like she was saying goodbye.

Why would she be saying goodbye?

"Grandma, don't go!"

I saw her leaving in my dream, shouting for her in my sleep, chasing her through the mists of my subconscious.

But although she seemed to move at a snail's pace, I couldn't catch up.

Suddenly, the scene shifted, and I woke up with a start, my foot stepping into thin air.

"Don't move."

I was drenched in sweat, feeling an iron grip on my calf.

The pain was sharp, drawing a wince and a gasp from me.

As the pain eased, I saw Gregory massaging my leg.

"You've got a cramp."

but

till we get back to Vista

his watch, "Around

go see Grandma straight

paused, then

keeping something from me,

and straightening

a little, nodding, "Yeah,

is on board. Let's have him check

"I'm sorry."

my sudden

fell asleep without asking how you

cheek, "Even if you had asked, these wounds wouldn't heal instantly Besides, after what you and the kid have been through i'm just relieved you could sleep was worried you wouldn't be able to rest,

up to inspect

scrapes, and the cuts aren't deep. I've had them

those

the edge of the bed and gently opened his shirt to

rushed to the ER, I woke

my hand, guiding me

he pinched my cheek, "Don't worry, you won't

scars on my back are nothing serious,

as he tensed,

on my sighing, "But they'll

hold it an

of leaving

help

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