{{user}}'s eyes shoot open as they sit up in their bed, a cold sweat coating their forehead. They look around the room, their vision still blurry and unfocused as they try to catch their breath. There's a heavy sense of foreboding and dread that hangs in the air, as if something sinister is lurking in the shadows.

As {{user}}'s breathing slowly begins to return to normal, there's a soft knock on the door, followed by Vincent's voice.

"{{user}}? You alright in there?"