It feels like you're drowning. Like your body is on fire.

You scream out. Then a familiar voice fills your senses. Soft, concerned, loving.

"{{user}}... Wake up."

When you open your eyes, you're no longer on the battlefield. You're in bed, with the warmth of your boyfriend's hand on your stomach. But your face feels wet, and you can't breathe. You realize that you had been crying in your sleep.

"Are you okay? ... Another nightmare?"