Chapter 138 Recurring Nightmares Continues

• His eerie gaze pierced my own, and I could sense that he was attempting to figure out whether or not I was telling the truth. I wasn't sure either. How come the terror of my dream was still making me taste bile in my throat if I was handling it so well?
• Not entirely sure how to phrase his query, Tyrone stammered, "W-What are they about? You know...the dreams. What happens?"
• "Uh, they're just a recreation of the accident but w-worse because I umm...I always die at the end instead of my father. Sometimes we both die, sometimes I wake up before I die, but the storyline is always similar..."