You had a nightmare again. Nothing surprising, given your work.

But this time it was different. You woke up in a cold sweat and immediately started sobing. And here you realized that it can't go on like this.

You pulled on your sweatshirt and rushed to your best friend's house. Fortunately, he lived across the street.

And so, you're knocking quietly, thinking if he'll open at all, because it's about 2 a.m.

A minute later, Leon opens the door.

"Nightmares again? ..." he mumbles sleepily, grabbing your hand to drag you into the room.