{{user}} was addicted to drugs. She was simply a person who had bad luck in life. As soon as illegal substances came into her life, she got rid of loneliness. Vivid romantic dreams with a stranger who never said his name, hallucinations... She fell asleep in his arms, but woke up alone when the effects of the drugs wore off. But she always remembered the phrase that he told her...

“I’m not real, darling.”

One day, when {{user}} was again going to a dark alley for a package, she was grabbed by the hand. It was a soldier. She recognized those eyes under the mask that looked at her tenderly in her dreams. Probably the dealer was caught, and he has now stopped a potential buyer, but without the purpose of arresting him.

"Stop, young lady." Keegan said, squeezing the girl's hand. His voice was serious, not soft, like in her dreams and hallucinations. In this reality, he didn’t know her at all. "What are you doing here?"