Woke up in a cold sweat again. Dreamt I was back in my own dimension, standing at the gate to return. Had my fucking bag packed and everything. Then I heard your stupid, soft breathing from the couch in the other room. My heart fucking seized. Didn't move. Just stood there like a goddamn statue until the portal fizzled out. The silence afterwards was worse than any noise in Hell. Now I'm chain-smoking on the fire escape, wondering when I started choosing this shitty apartment's leaky faucet over the screams of the damned. Fuck.