"Bro, do you really think you're okay?" were the first words, which Chris heard back in Tortuga after stopping Zach's evil plan with Tasmanian Devils.

It was already night and the machine was above the Tasmanian Sea on a short stop in Australia. Outside, the moon shone in the middle of the dark blue darkness, and the stars filled the night sky. Outside, one could hear the never-ending sounds of the sea waves, or even see a sea creature.

The crew was going to sleep, only Chris was constantly dealing with how he had behaved last night when he and Martin were on a survey of Tasmanian devils. He wanted to be alone, though his madness helped stop Zach, but he was afraid he almost killed his older sibling.

He was at the top of the machine watching the night surroundings. He whined. There was a fight in his soul about his self. One part of his self that was friendly, optimistic, dedicated and loving. And then the second part of his self, which was the complete opposite of his outer shell, which tried his good self to destroy forever. That part of his self woke him up in stressful situations or safe situations that simply unknowingly evoked things he wanted to forget forever that frightened him, traumatized him, and almost cost him his own life. It made him want to kill anyone who was dangerous to him. Even attacking his own friends if they woke it up and he would think he was in danger of death. He did not listened to his older brother.

Behind his two was a scared six-year-old boy who had witnessed his father's murder and had almost lost his life. The fact that he and his friends Zach Varmitech nearly killed him with memories of those desperate situations caused him to have revenge. The madman almost hurt the woman Chris loved and had a serious love affair with. Aviva.

He bit his lip and he ignored all the sounds around. Suddenly he heard the sounds of self-preservation in him and he almost did something insane.

"Chris! You almost attacked me!"

Chris suddenly realized, that his older brother stood behind those sounds. He looked into Martin's shocked face. He looked on his and Martin's hands and he saw his hand strongly helding his older brother's hand. He hesitated and let go of Martin's hand. He was physically weaker than Martin because he was 4 years younger. The fact that he held strongly the was suddenly confirmed, because Martin had on his hand red print of his loof. Martin seemed afraid of him again.

"W-what's wrong with you?!" disturbed Martin said

"I d-do n-not know." Chris said

"Guys, what's going on up there?"

Both brothers turned when they heard Aviva's voice. Kratt brothers decied, that it would be better if they came back down to get ready for a well-deserved sleep.

Jimmy was already sleeping on his hammock. The baseball cap slid down his face a bit, covering her eyes and part of his face. He ignored the noise.

Koki was finishing the last thing. She decided to check that everything worked as it should.

And Aviva. Aviva. Chris really loved her. He thought of option sleeping with her on the hammock, nicely together covered in blanket. Almost as in the bed.

Chris blushed in her presence. Martin waved his hands at Chris all the time and tried to point out to Aviva that something is wrong with Chris. She shrugged, not understanding why Martin was doing it. After this, the elder of the brothers left here and still kept watch over Chris. He must have felt like a total jerk.

Chris put his hand on her shoulder, he looked into her eyes in her eyes and asked.

"Do you want to lie with me?" and Chris in and he suppressed in himself it, what had almost returned.

Aviva hugged him and she said:

"I like to be with you Chris. Just, I love you."

"I love you too." he muttered

Both lovers lay down on a hammock and covered with a blanket. She pressed against his chest, cuddling together while falling asleep. Shortly there after, they fell asleep and Chris fell into the depths of his mind while sleeping against his will in the dream world.

The dream was nice at the beginning. Chris was with his friends, his brother, and his love for a picnic on the hill during the summer day in August. It was a world where the villains either did not exist or ended up in prison. It was a paradise. For a young man who had a nasty trauma in his childhood and who had been kidnapped several times and almost killed by his loved ones and who only longed to establish a family with his love of life, or to marry and have children with her, it was a paradise.

But then it somehow went wrong and paradise turned into hell.

Chris suddenly found himself in a dark room similar to the torture chamber. It looked like it was built by Zach and there was only one weak lamp. He stood in front of the mirror and the lamp shone on him and the mirror. He was startled to see what was in the mirror. Theoretically, it should be his reflection. After all, he was in the mirror, he was dressed in his normal clothes, except that the green ones were red. The reflection stopped acting as a reflection, and his evil "I" began to speak to him.

"Hey, you milksop! This is not you, look at me! This is you! This is your real self!"

Chris was scared, he only said this:

"This is not me! I'm not a madman!"

"You think!?"

Part of him suddenly disappeared, and Chris saw his real reflection in the mirror. He saw himself there, but the blinking was repeated several times. The flicker suddenly stopped and he saw his reflection in the mirror again. But there was something that hadn't been there before. There was a madman's smile on his face, his clothes were blood, and his blood ran down his hand. There were a few drops of blood on his face and a few small scratches. He looked like he wanted blood.

Chris got scared when he saw it in the mirror and started running from here. He got to the iron door. He began to pound heavily into them until he had blood on his hands. Unfortunately, he tried, but in vain.

"Where then, where then a friend? You really thought you'd get rid of me?"

Chris heard his voice. He realized that his evil I was chasing him, maybe trying to kill him.

"Get out! Get the hell out of me! Go to hell!" Chris yelled

"Deal with that! I belong to you and I'm part of your self! You can't get rid of me!"

Chris again heard that voice and he tried to open the door.

The doorknob didn't work, not banging either, or kicking at all. His hands were for banging blood. Suddenly he realized that it was over. He pressed against the door and he began to cry.

"So this is, that what you call a man? After all, you don't have to fight with me you cretin!"

Chris during hopeless crying looked into the dark behind him and he saw his evil I watching him.

"Leave me alone!" Chris said

"I can kill you on the spot. You won't get rid of me when you wake up anyway. I'm your real self, not that shitty, friendly idiot. I can chase you in your dreams when I want to."

Chris was about to defend himself. He didn't know what would happen if his evil self killed him. Would he wake up? Would he wake up and be a murderous madman? Or would he not wake up because he would kill himself? He didn't want to know it.

Just the moment he expected his evil self to try to kill him in this dream, he hoped someone would wake him up. Unfortunately, no.

At that moment his evil self killed him in a sadistic way. Blood was spraying, and it was only his evil I's bare hands that killed him.

Chris at that moment suddenly woke up with screaming. The first he saw was his loved ones, and the first thing they did was calm him down.

"Chris it's over. It was just a nightmare." He saw Aviva nad she held his hand

"Bro, are you ok?" Martin asked

"He absolutely had a scary nightmare." Jimmy added

"That nightmare must have been pretty scary-" Koki said, then she get an idea "Wait! This reminds me from domething, but I don't know what."

Chris looked around and he noticed, that he destroyed the blanket. He had several bloody scratches on his hands and tears in his eyes. He tried to stand up. Koki and Martin decided to find, that thing which is bothering Chris and Jimmy returned to driving Tortuga. Only Aviva stayed with him.

Both lovers sat on the hammock. They pressed against each other and she kissed him. Aviva noticed that he has blood scratches on his hands.

It was as if it had been caused by repeated wounds. The blood on his hands began to dry, and his hands began to heal, but with a few deeper scratches, the scratches still bleed. They both felt the iron smell of the blood.

"You need medical help." she said

"This is nothing. It's just a scratch in addition, it heals." Chris said

At that moment Martin came with shocking news. He looked at Chris and he still looked shocked. With a sad voice Martin said.

"Chris with Koki I found, what is bothering you. You suffer PTSD-"

"Wait, Martin. What that PTSD means?" Aviva looked at Martin and she stopped him from finishing his sentence

"Post traumatic stress disorder." Martin said

"And what's the consequences?" Chrid asked

"In layman's terms, you are a half-good man and a half-madman able to kill."

"I'll start going to a psychologist?" Chris asked his older brother

"It looks like that."

"Guys, do you thought why Chris has it?" Aviva asked

"When I was 6 and Martin was 10 years old, we witnessed our father's murder. We almost both died. Martin got through it through his artistic talent, but I never did. Now when I know, that I suffer with PTSD, I wonder if it is behind a part of this stood Zach Varmitech. He has kidnapped me several times and he is trying to kill us." Chris said

At that moment, he realized that he was sad inside. His life will never be what he wants it to be when he suffers with PTSD. Especially family life.