Relieving the nightmare

Earlier today…

"Penelope, where are you?" asked the doctor, his eyes on Penny, who was reclining in her seat with her eyes closed. "Penny, can you hear me?"

Penny didn't answer for a full minute until she whispered, "Yes."

"Where are you now?"

"Here."

"Where is it?"

"..." Penny paused, her eyes flickering beneath her eyelids. "Cemetery."

"What are you doing there, Penelope?"

"Standing."

The doctor tilted his head slightly as he carefully asked, "Can you try to look around your surroundings?"

Penny didn't answer, but in the memory she was in, she was looking around. After a brief pause, the doctor asked, 

"What can you see?"

"Mom."

"What's your mom doing?"

"Crying." The lines between Penny's brows deepened.

"What else is there, Penelope?"

Penny's face crumpled as her lips started trembling. "Mom… is crying because Dad's dead. Mom… stop crying now. It's okay."