King Williams sat on the armchair in his room as he reminisced on the dream he had last night. It was so scary, that it was on the verge of consuming him. If it wasn't for his mother that had showed up on time to wake him up, he was sure that he would have consumed him completely. The dream was more like his last, something that happened.
It was a replay of what happened some years ago. He couldn't believe that he would come to remember the past again. Although one's past is something that they can't forget easily, no matter how they try. Someway or somehow, it would flash in their heads. That was the same thing that happened to King Williams last night. His past replayed in his head and it was in the form of a dream. More like a nightmare.
“I'm sorry, Alissa,” he said to no one in parti
