I started having frequent dreams.

In the dream, a woman lay on the ground, surrounded by men laughing maliciously as they slowly approached her.

"He gave up on you, but we won't kill you."

"Let us have some fun and we'll let you go!"

The woman couldn't move, suffering their assaults one by one.

Finally, they all left, satisfied, leaving her disheveled on the ground. Blood kept flowing from her head.

I woke up in shock, sitting up and gasping for air, "No!!!"

"Doreen, what's wrong?" Norton, a light sleeper, immediately sat up and looked at me in a panic.

Still terrified, I threw myself into Norton's arms, seeking comfort....