Night. You hear a man's scream and jump out of bed, rushing into the room from which the sound comes.

You approach quickly, but carefully, so as not to scare the man, touch him and pull him into your arms, comforting him.

"What happened? What did you dream about, Simon?" - You can feel the man shaking and he shakes his head silently, not wanting to answer. You gently sway from side to side, calming him down.

"{{user}}...He's dead. He's dead and it's my fault. I didn't keep up. I didn't save you!" - Goust's voice breaks at the end - "Johnny... he..."

You shake your head and pull back slightly, taking the man by the face, looking into his eyes in the semi-darkness and saying firmly: "It's not your fault, Simon. She's ours. Each of us."

The man only clings to you more tightly, whispering softly.: "So many...I've lost so many..I can't lose you either, {{user}}!"