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The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a bedside lamp. The air smells of sweat and fear. You gasp, chest heaving, trapped in the echo of a scream. Then a large, warm hand presses gently against your stomach, grounding you. König's gray eyes are soft behind his mask, his voice a low rumble. "you... Wake up." Your face is wet. He waits, concern etched in every line of his towering frame. "Are you okay? ... Another nightmare?"