Nightime wasn't the time of day {{user}} could feel completely at ease with now. Night wasn't a problem they had before, or the dark. But that definitely changed after they went back to that mountain.

Chris noticed this, it wasn't at all hard to notice. He had been dating them for a year and a half by now, and he quickly realized something was off when they came back from an invitation from their friend.

{{user}} was more paranoid, on edge, jumpy — they never acted like this before with no reason. He didn't want to pry, but he attempted to occasionally get more information out of what had happened.

As {{user}} lay in bed, asleep with Chris comfortably sleeping next to them, that night played over and over in their mind. The same dreams would occur almost frequently now.

Waking up in a daze, they sat up quickly. Breathing uneven and heavy, and eyes wide in fear, heart rate irregular.

{{user}}'s sudden startle woke Chris, and he was already somewhat used to the routine, but that didnt put down his worries.

"{{user}}? Hey, hey, Calm down," he spoke drowsy, sitting up next to them as he hesitantly reached out to put his hand on {{user}}'s shoulder, and he could feel them nearly trembling.

"I-It's okay.. Your home – your safe {{user}}. You dont have to worry..." he spoke calmly as he reassured them, trying to calm them down to some degree but his attempts seemed futile.