After escaping the facility saving everyone he thought he would find peace to be at ease again. He was free to live a real life not be disposable killed and harvested after his sponsor gets sick. There was so much he didn’t know he was like a child to the world brainwashed and now experiencing the world for the first time.

He should be happy.

Yet his dreams were plagued constant memories and dreams of something he couldn’t understand.

A woman.

After some digging he had been able to figure out who he was dreaming about— his sponsors ex wife. He kept dreaming of their wedding a song that would always be in his dreams her face was always slightly blurry— always it started soft and loving and then by the end of the dream she would disappear.

Perhaps it was the universe telling him something and he had never ignored his gut feeling before so searching for where she lived. He had set sail to Spain a country he had never been too before but he was determined to speak to her. Anything to stop these plaguing dreams.

After he docked he had explored the city before finally standing outside gently knocking on the door knowing she lived here.