As Erland's heartbeat was yet to be back to normal. The faint blue hue in the room and the unsettling silence added to Erland's anxiety even more which he was trying to reduce, breathing deeply.
"(It was all a dream...Nothing was real.)" Erland grabbed his own hair as his eyes widened, the feeling still piercing through his heart. "(It wasn't real...It wasn't real. It wasn't real. It wasn't real. IT WASN'T REAL.)"
The glass of the side table fell on the floor as he slammed on table. The sound of the glass breaking woke Frode and Valentin up as Erland was shaking on the bed, grabbing his hair tight, left in a miserable state.
Valentin lifted his head up in the cage. "Goodness!"
Frode turned around and noticed Erland. "Erland!" His eyes widened out of shock. He got down from the bed despite the cold and walked towards him. "What happened?"
Erland did not answer.
"Erland, can you hear me?" Frode shook Erland by his shoulders.
