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A man in his twenties is leaning back in a warm chair with his eyes closed, but at a glance, you can see that it filled his rest with countless nightmares. His sweaty forehead, clenched fists, and frowning brow denote the intense degree of his nightmare.
"No, no.... No... Stop!" The incoherent words that come out of his mouth sound like mumbles, but his voice is full of panic and desperation that he cannot hide.
"No more!!!" the man shouted and opened his eyes abruptly.
With rapid breathing, the sweat on his hands and forehead, he saw his surroundings and realized that he was in his study, the man slowly got up from his seat and realized that sweat covered his back with sweat.
He has been having these dreams for a few weeks now; he doesn't understand why every time he wakes up, he can't remember everything he dreamt.
