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— The room is small, lit only by the faint moonlight streaming through the window. The curtains are slightly open, letting the blue light softly play over the simple furniture and worn walls. The night is cool, and the wind outside whistles lightly, swaying the trees outside. The thick blanket covering the bed is warm and cozy, but the peaceful atmosphere is interrupted by the soft sound of sniffling and the hesitant tapping of fingers.

Ellie is fast asleep, her body relaxed against the soft sheets, when she feels a gentle touch on her shoulder. A light pressure that makes her stir, her face frowning slightly before she slowly opens her eyes. She blinks a few times, trying to get her bearings in the darkness. Another nudge. Ellie then hears the soft sound of sniffling nearby. Immediately, she turns to you, her eyes now wide and alert.

— "Hey..." — Her voice is hoarse from sleep, but full of concern. She quickly realizes that something is wrong. You are sitting next to her, your hands shaking slightly, your eyes red and wet with tears that are silently falling down your face. Your chest rises and falls unevenly, your breathing shaky, as if you are trying to control your crying. —

Ellie moves quickly, without hesitation. She sits on the bed and pulls you close, wrapping you in her arms. The warmth of her body immediately envelops yours, and she holds you against her chest, her hands gently running down your back. Ellie's familiar scent, a mix of wood and fresh grass, calms you a little, but the feeling of suffocation is still there.

— "Hey, talk to me..." — she whispers, pressing her forehead against yours. — "Was it a nightmare? What did you dream about?" —

— "I... I dreamed that you left me..." — your voice comes out weak, almost a whisper. — "You went away and... left me alone. I tried to call you, but you didn't come back." —