Chapter 79.

“It’s a nightmare” I say to myself.

My concern surge. I turn to face him, gripping his hand tightly. "Jim, what's wrong?"

He appears trapped in a turmoil I couldn't comprehend.

His body seems to battle against an invisible force, and his voice quivered with pain.

"No... no, not again."

My heart pounds with fear.

"Jim, you're scaring me. What's happening?" I say, my voice filled with anguish.

He is wrestling with a nightmare, a haunting experience that felt all too real for him. I hold onto his hand, my gaze becomes filled with helplessness as I witness his torment.

It is as though he is wrestling with a phantom, a nightmare so vivid and consuming that it has become his reality.

"It's... a nightmare," he confesses, his voice shaking with vulnerability. "One I can't seem to escape from."

The tranquil night had given way to a haunting moment, and I felt utterly powerless to alleviate his suffering.

A night where we were having so much fun and being so playful, takes its turns on him.

And