[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]
My head felt like it was splitting in half.
Every time I closed my eyes, I could see my mother's smiling face. And then the surroundings suddenly got dark. Shadows around her gathered and grabbed her violently, dragging her underneath the ground as she screamed in terror.
She was screaming for help. She was screaming my name.
I felt like dying. Dying from the inside and the outside. My wife prepared breakfast for me this morning and I felt awful that I couldn’t even touch it, let alone swallow it down my throat. My stomach had been feeling sick and I didn’t know if I could still recover from it. The nightmares, the guilt, the screams in my head—I was trying my best not to break in front of everyone. Especially not in front of Samantha. She was already devastated after she found out what happened to Mom and her, seeing me in agony would only make her feel more miserable than she already was.