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."

it was a cramp, but his reaction was quicker

long till we get back to Vista

at his watch,

want to go see

then quietly

off. "You're keeping something from me,

and straightening my

a little,

on board.

"I'm sorry."

puzzled by my

fell asleep

my cheek, "Even if you had asked, these wounds wouldn't heal instantly Besides, after what you and the kid

to inspect

scrapes, and the cuts

not those I'm

of the bed and gently opened his shirt to look

the ER, I woke up here on Mark's boat,

my hand, guiding me to

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

my back are

as he tensed, "But

his head on my sighing,

hold it

leaving me."

couldn't help but feel

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