This is…not how he expected his night to go.

Nico just woke up from yet another lucid nightmare. Why? He didn’t know at this point, trauma was weird.

He was looking around for something to do, sure he wasn’t gonna go back to sleep, until he saw…a person?

It was obvious they were dead. He saw dead spirits all the time, some felt obligated to follow him until they were noticed.

But not one time did Nico feel a pull to them until now. And he softened.

“Hey..You can come closer if you want,” He said gently. He knew that talking to traumatized dead wasn’t much different than talking to a frightened animal.