The sound of loud banging echoed in the empty silence of early morning.
"Lana! Lana! That was a dream! That was a dream! Wake up!" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in her ears, easing the panic clawing at her chest.
Dream?
The fog clouding her mind seemed to have cleared up, and Lana's hand froze midway. A familiar small weight settled on her shoulder, and she heard Mr. Crow's voice.
"Lana? Are you alright? That was a dream! Calm down."
Strength backed by the rising adrenaline faded away as her mind calmed down, and she slowly collapsed on the ground.
Lana's anxiety, which was tearing at her chest, gradually subsided as she felt more grounded on the cold floor. Pulling her knees close to herself, Lana buried her face in it and muttered in a soft voice,
"It was a dream! It was just a dream! Don't worry. Everything is over!"
