Alvin cared for his son.

He begged me to go downstairs to the kitchen and bring up some warm milk..

I shook my head, running out of the room

I made the warm milk_ as I moved to the direction of the room, when I overheard Alvin questioning our son..

Alvin says..

"Son, did you perhaps have a nightmare?".

"Yes dad, it wasn't just a nightmare, but It felt so real,"..

Ian's voice got so weak as he explained to her dad..

I too got worried listening by the door

"Okay, what was the dream about,?"..

Alvin commented.

I didn't hear Ian's voice for like five minutes before hearing him...