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Despite being drugged, Anurak didn't have a good night.
Because he was drugged, he found himself locked in a non-stop chain of nightmares, relieving his childhood like a roll of cinema films.
His fights with his father, her parent's fights, the harsh words and screams, the curse words and punches. Sometimes, it was a belt or an object.
No matter how he tried, he couldn't wake up and the dreams wouldn't stop.
Since Anurak couldn't sleep, King also couldn't rest. From the moment the dreams started, the boy started thrashing around in bed. He was whimpering inaudible words and crying. Some phrases would be clear, but the next moment, what would follow would be meaningless.
Regretting not using a higher dose of the sleeping drug, King held Anurak in his arms, continuously whispering reassurance into the boy's ears, knowing fully well that his drugged mind couldn't hear him.