"No, Mike… Run… Alex is coming… He is with them… He betrays us… Run,.."
Inside the tent, Levin had a nightmare about the past. To be more specific, about that fateful day that led him to his own death. Although the strong emotion he had about the alien bastards that invaded his world had been forgotten for a while, that didn't mean it was gone completely. No, if anything, those memories were buried deep down inside his head, ready to rush to the tip of his brain when he got caught off guard.
What Levin didn't expect, though, was that he wasn't the only one who had a nightmare right now. No, Tenzin was also in the same boat, and the monk was more pitiful compared to him. The monk had to relive the memory of watching his family die in front of his eyes, not being able to move even for an inch to stop the tragedy.
"No! Papa, it is hot! Please, help me!"
"I don't want to die…"
"Husband, I am sorry, I am too weak to protect the children…"
"No! Papa, don't go!"
