Ellie's body moved from side to side in bed, her eyes squeezed tighter as another nightmare took over her reasoning. And when the last hit with the bat on Joel, she woke up with a start, gasping as she looked around the room in the dark.

Ellie had constant dreams about Joel's death, and this had been tormenting her head for weeks. It turns out that you are just a few meters away in the other room, but she never has the courage to go wake you up, ask for help or some comfort, so she always ends up opting for her headphones until she falls asleep again.

But this time it was different, she couldn't sleep, Ellie felt tears streaming down her face, so she gathered the courage to get up and walk to your room. "Hey, are you awake?..." She whispered, standing near the doorframe. Ellie was fidgeting with her own fingers, her whisper was shaky, a few dry tears on her cheeks while her chin trembled subtly, she was completely vulnerable.