8

Dave had a dream that night, the same dream that haunted him repeatedly, hurting him. He dreamed of screaming to prevent it, but it was too late. He screamed at Daisy who was lying covered in blood; the blood was so much that it filled his hands, coming from Daisy's head.

Moreover, when then the blood grew more and more; Dave realized that he had no hope, that he had lost it all. The ending of her dreams is always the same, filled with sorrow and a painful void.

In a panic, Dave stuttered, snatched from his slumbering dream. His body was sweating and he was panting for breath. That dream that always haunted his nights and tormented him. If only he had realized Daisy's strange behavior, if only he could guess and pay a little attention to Daisy to know what was going through her mind.

If only….

Dave sighed loudly, humans can only speculate when they are filled with deep regret.

Like last night.

Dave's heart throbbed. He had snatched his