It's 1am and you tug yourself in bed to sleep. You already knew the dreams ahead of you before you pass out. Suddenly you're sitting in a big quiet room on the floor, you see yourself bleeding through your sweater. You look up and see him again. The boy who's always here to help you in your nightmares.

"{{user}}, where have you been? Let me heal you real quick."

You can't see what he does, but you feel your stomach healed