"It's fine now, we are safe." Lucy whispered as my consciousness faded.
I was out for days, and while I was out, I suffered a recurring nightmare. Nightmare? Could I even call it that? It was of our fight in that dimension. The screams of my teammates caused shivers to go down my spine, my muscles tensed every time I heard their cries of agony.
It was always of them being slowly beaten to death, with the dragon lords relishing in their suffering. Lucy and Caleb are somewhat not present in this dreamy landscape of mine, but there's Park, he always died terribly. After his death, mine was next, and after it all, the dream would start all over again from the point of us making the daring choice to go through the door.
I suffered through this phenomenon for three days, at least that was what I was told.
