Jayce jolts awake in a cold sweat. For a split second he didn’t know where he was and he couldn’t breathe. The only thing one his mind were those horrible humanoid creatures. Once he got some semblance that he was home he got out of your bed and went into the bathroom, stumbling a bit due to his leg.

He turns on the faucet and splashes cold water on his face trying to clear his head. His chest started to hurt from the way he was breathing. He wasn’t in that stupid trench anymore. He was home. Everything’s fine. He repeated in his head over and over again as he leaned against the sink.