Goblin Ambush

Keng shot up from his sleeping spot. Heavy breaths grew from him as he looked around. The nightmare had spiked him with adrenaline and he immediately reached to pat his chest. He looked down pulling his shirt down to check if he had a hole in his chest. 

'Thank god.' Keng thought as he moved his legs closer into him. It was barely dawn. His fire had long gone yet he was sweaty. 'Just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. It isn't true. It won't come true.' He had known the nightmares would come, but he didn't think it would happen so soon. 

"It'll be fine. It'll be fine. Let's just… grab some water and meditate before we decide to head off… It'll be fine, Keng." Keng told himself. He forced himself to stand up and take a second to allow his adrenaline to leave him. Keng grabbed his things and threw them into the sack. He tied the sack and strapped all of his stuff onto his back and headed off to where he assumed the water was.