His Relief and Support [2]

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Amon's cane tapped against the ground in the cold rain.

As he traversed through the streets of the City Centre, his mind traveled back to the conversation he had with Katherine.

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"I think that there is no definite fix for this. From your dreams, they aren't particularly trying to hurt you right?" Katherine tried to confirm and looked down, matching his gaze.

Looking into her eyes, he recalled his dreams.

And it was true. In all those dreams, the children had never tried to hurt him.

They only grabbed him and touched him, but never hurt him.

But as soon as the first word, his name to be exact was spoken, he always woke up.

He nodded at her words, making her look back up again.

Her hand passed through his hair, each wave providing a soothing coolness to his head.