1941

Karl awoke drenched in sweat after a haunting nightmare, feeling like a déjà vu.

He saw you on a train platform, motionless.

'know you are loved', the voice echoed in his head.

He rushed to your room, Not again, they're just a kid.

He reassured himself as you called out, "Karl..?" He spoke through gritted teeth, "Nothing...nothing go back to bed," bunching his fists in his eyes, stifling a sob.

Damn it, he thought, frustrated.