Chapter 75 – Dreams and Future (Part 1)
Zane didn't make it past a few minutes after sunset before sleep claimed him. The exhaustion had built up like a dam throughout the day, and now it burst all at once, dragging his heavy limbs and buzzing thoughts into the depths of unconsciousness. His breath evened out, muscles finally relaxing as his body sunk into the mattress.
Normally, this would've been the prelude to a familiar nightmare—a horror movie played on repeat every night for the past five years. The same room. The same walls. The same tragedy. He had grown used to it, in a way. The repetition dulled the sting, but never the fear. That part always stayed.
Zane had given up resisting that feeling long ago, it was simply far too inevitable for the powerless Zane to do anything about it. Acceptance was his only way of lessening the impact of such a terror on his daily life.
Only now, something felt… different.
