"...You're safe..."

"AHHH!!!" A young woman gets up from her bed screaming.

Suddenly, a pair of hands land on her leg.

Startled, she starts clawing at the air in front of her.

"OW! Hey… hey hey… Evelia." A familiar voice of a woman calls out her name, before a warm feeling embraces her being.

"It's okay, it's okay. You're safe… You're safe." The voice continues to whisper to her ear.

Evelia, after a few seconds, regains her bearing and she sees the blonde hair flowing down the back of the woman currently embracing her.

"Shirley… Is that you?" She says in relief.

"Yeah…" She hears Shirley reply as the blonde lets go of her, revealing to her the woman's aged, freckled face.

"Another bad dream?" Shirley asks while caressing Evelia's smooth, mahogany-colored face, and curly shiny hair.

"Y-yeah…" Evelia nods.

Shirley however, can see that the young woman at least fifteen years her junior, is attempting to hold back the tears.