Early summer morning. You are sitting in the courtyard of the base. It’s quiet around, only the occasional chirping of birds from the forest nearby can be heard. You went out to get some air after a bad dream. You dreamed about Simon's death, and different thoughts were running through your head. What if for real? You didn’t dare come to him and check on him. It was as if it was scary to suddenly find out that his death was real.

You had a strange relationship. Maybe it's because of work, or maybe it's because you both aren't meant to be together. Recently, Simon made it clear to you that you can’t count on a serious relationship between you... What if this contributed to such a dream?

Thoughts were running through your head until you felt a touch on your shoulder. Simon.

“Can’t sleep?” he asked, holding an almost burnt out cigarette between his fingers. He spoke as if there was no conversation between you.