"Eric, you're late!" said Drill my director standing behind his fancy desk and I can see how furious he is. "how could you be irresponsible! We have talked about this a million times and you never listen!
I was about to answer but it seemed like my voice has been muted, something is wrong I can't hear my voice and the room I'm standing in started to fade away, the tile I'm standing on is the only tile remains in the room, it terrified me and I started to fall down into nothing still hearing Drill's voice clearly like nothing is happening but can't hear myself asking for help...
"Eric... Eric wake up Eric you're just dreaming" Said a rough voice near my left side.
I opened my eyes hardly, noticing all the team around me looking at my face and wondering if I'm going to stop waking them up every night like that.
"for God sake Eric, we need some sleep here, we know how horrible your dreams are but go and get some help, we have duties here" said Jake one of the Volunteers and one of my many roommates.
I couldn't blame them for being mad at me but I can't help it having nightmares.
I wish I can go back and face it all, I wish I had the courage to do it.
