Brent was shaking his head several times, trying to clear his head from his nightmare.
"Are you having a nightmare, love?" Irene asked him.
Brent sighed heavily while looking at her. "Yeah... A very bad dream," he answered.
"Tell me about it..." Irene urged him to share his nightmare. She was waiting for him to tell her who Aurora is.
But Brent was lost in space for a moment while staring at the wall, still remembering the horrific sight of Aurora's decapitated head.
Irene placed her hand on his back, rubbing him gently. "Are you okay? You don't like telling me about your dream? I heard you mention a woman's name in your dream, is it Aurora? Who is she?" she inquired.
Brent looked at her. "Um... she was my beloved woman... 100 years ago," he replied casually.
"Oh, so where is Aurora now?" she asked nervously, holding her breath, bracing for his answer.
"She died a long time ago while I'm hibernating inside the ring," he answered.
