Since his mother started chemotherapy, young Connor has had nightmares every night. In his dreams, the weather was always pitch black and gloomy, with strong winds, screams, and hands that he couldn't grip no matter how hard he tried, tormenting him. He always had nightmares of the same content until one day an unexpected guest appeared at home, possessing the ancient
Since his mother started chemotherapy, young Connor has had nightmares every night. In his dreams, the weather was always pitch black and gloomy, with strong winds, screams, and hands that he couldn't grip no matter how hard he tried, tormenting him. He always had nightmares of the same content until one day an unexpected guest appeared at home, possessing the ancient