I decided to divert my attention elsewhere, such as to the recurring dreams I'd been having. My dreams were always the same, where I constantly found myself in an unknown surrounding, in the middle of what seemed like a bloody war, with chaos all around me, people dying and the sounds of people screaming all around. And there in my arms laid a woman, dead.

They were more like nightmares, if I were more honest because each time these dreams never failed to scare the hell out of me. Every time it felt more surreal, I could feel the pain in each of my dreams. It always made me wake...