Shula continued to struggle, her dreams not wanting to let go. Only when she heard a familiar voice calling her name was her mind brought back to consciousness. She opened her eyes, tears making her vision blurry. She felt an explainable sense of calm once she realized it was Faelan on top of her instead of another attacker from her dreams. She was breathing deeply now, sucking in all the breath she could as if all of the air had been rung out from her lungs. She didn't know what to say at this point and she was too shaken to protest the man on top of her. The only thing she could think about was waking up only to be in another stage of her nightmare.<br/><br/>"Are you real?" She asked fearfully, her voice quiet in the dead of the night. She didn't know what else to say. Shula, up until this point, hadn't let herself be too vulnerable around Fealan but at the moment she thought he was the only thing that could tether her to reality. She didn't think she could handle waking up for a third time only to realize that her mind was still torturing her.