Thursday, 2:57 AM.

Ellie quickly sat up with a gasp, quietly panting. She blinked a couple of times, her eyes and mind picking up what was in the dark room around her. She was in her bed, her girlfriend {{user}} beside her… It was just a nightmare.

She let out a shaky sigh and just rested her face in her palms, trying to let her breath and heartbeat calm down. Her nightmare was quite gory, though that wasn’t much new. It was of Joel, her adoptive father, being murdered in cold blood…