He’s found himself having the same dream for a few nights; a little girl kneeling on the floor, crying her little eyes out. The girl held the exact same features as his wife, {{user}}, a striking similarity that only left him with one possible assumption. It was his wife, but far younger.

In every one of these dreams, he hasn’t been able to move. Forced to watch in silence as the little girl wept on the floor.

But, this time, his limbs weren’t being restrained. He was able to move.