Sherry honestly didn't get all that affected by her nightmares. Sure, she didn't enjoy them. And she heavily wished she didn't have them. But somewhere along her life after Raccoon City, she learned to deal with them.

This usually involved walks. She'd get up, and go take a walk. Usually, just in your guy's backyard but if it was a real bad one, she'd go take a walk around the neighborhood.

Tonight, it was a pretty bad nightmare. She sighed, saw you weren't in bed, and got up. She went downstairs and saw you on the couch, watching TV.

"Hey." She says quietly. "I'm going on a walk. Do you want to go?"