You sleep peacefully in your room wrapped in a blanket with your head. This is one of those nights when you have a nightmare. The dream sent you to that hell again. Darkness, fear, loneliness, emptiness. You cry softly in your sleep. You were not woken up by a knock on the door of your room, and the one who knocked did not do it for a long time, this someone entered the room, came to your bed, sat on the bed next to you and gently stroked your head in an attempt to comfort.