Two weeks later.
For days now, I've been tormented by the same nightmare.
Strangely enough, I can never remember what it's about.
When I wake up, my heart is pounding wildly, and my vision is blurred with sweat. It's as if I were running away from someone.
Running… running… running…
But every time I opened my eyes, I whispered the same phrase in fear...
…
"...They got me!"
He was breathing heavily and blinking in fear. As if he still didn't realize he had finally woken up.
Before his eyes was the familiar, shabby ceiling, and also…
"…" Deep blue eyes looking down at him from above.
"…Kitty." he whispered.
Along with the whisper, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
'It was just a dream…'
"Meow…"
"Everything's okay now." He smiled and scratched her behind the ear. "By the way, aren't you a little too big for a regular cat? Of course, I actually like it, it's just a little heavy."
"…" She gave him an indifferent look and climbed down from his chest.
