The dentist.
Something Toris never really liked, but was never really bothered by either.
At least, until today.
He didn't know why, but he felt as if... Something horrible was going to happen. Toris didn't know the reason for it, really. It was just another cleaning. Nothing particularly special.
"Ahhh, Toris. Ready for your cleaning, da?" He heard a sickeningly familiar voice ask.
He turned his head up towards his left to see none other than Ivan, looming over him, holding a huge drill.
Toris felt the blood drain out of his face. He tried to get up, but shackles formed around his wrists and ankles.
"LET GO, DAMN YOU!" Toris yelled, struggling against his bonds in vain.
Ivan only laughed as he loomed closer, drill spinning faster. Toris because to scream.
. . .
Toris shot up in the bed, breath coming out in gasps and wheezes.
"Nnnn?" Alfred mumbled, rolling over. "You 'kay?" He asked sleepily.
Toris clinged to the blonde, tears spilling out of his blue eyes.
Alfred sighed, and wrapped his arms aroung him. "Another one?"
"Y-y-yeah." Toris replied, his heart still pounding. "Ivan was my dentist this time."
Alfred began rubbing his back gently, soothingly. "Yeesh. S'kay, was only a dream."
Toris buried his face into Alfred's chest and sighed. Yes, only a nightmare.