Lucy found herself in a disconcerting darkness. She knew she was asleep, but her mind was wide awake. Yet, her eyes refused to open as if she had lost control of her body while seated on the ne.


    A sense of fear surged within her, and she thought to herself, ''Wake up! I don''t want to be trapped in the dark. It''s too scary, and there''s nothing in here, just me.''


    She was crying for help in her heart, and the physical manifestation of her distress was the two teardrops that trickled down from the corner of her eyes. She wanted to reach out to the outside world for help, but who was going to lend her a hand in the dark realm of her dreams? Lucy''s tears flowed even faster.


    Cillian noticed Lucy''s unusual state and became worried.


    Was she having a nightmare?


    He gently called out to her, "Lucy, Lucy? Wake up. It''s just a dream. Come on, wake up."


    Despite his efforts to shake her awake, Lucy remained asleep.


    In Lucy''s mind, she was screaming, ''I know this is a dream, but I can''t wake up!''


    Seeing as Lucy was unable to wake up, Cillian started to panic. He called the flight attendant over, who instantly hurried over to assist.


    The ne had been chartered by a generous man, so the flight attendant''s task was simply to take care of these two people. The flight attendant bent down and asked Cillian, "How may I help you, sir?"


    Flustered, Cillian was unsure of what to do, so he hastily asked, "Miss, is there a doctor on board?"


    The flight attendant was taken aback. She shook her head and said, "There isn''t usually a doctor on the ne. Are you not feeling well, sir?"


    Hearing that there were no doctors on the ne, Cillian got even more agitated. "It''s not me who''s feeling unwell. It''s thisdy here."Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    Cillian pointed at Lucy seated beside him, and his tone became even more impatient. "She seems very ufortable, but no matter how much I call her name, she won''t wake up."


    At first nce, the flight attendant understood what was going on. It was sleep paralysis, or what the elderly often referred to as a bad nightmare.


    Seeing as the passenger was not in


    any serious danger, the flight


    attendant sighed in relief. She put on


    ovelne


    a professional smile once more and reassured Cillian, saying, "Don''t- worry, sir. It seems that she''s experiencing sleep paralysis''ll fetch a cold towel for you to ce over her eyes. I''m sure she''ll wake up soon."


    Cillian slowly calmed down after listening to the flight attendant''s words. Lucy had just undergone a full-body examination at the hospital before boarding the ne.


    The test results did not show that Lucy had any otherplications, so it had to be what the flight attendant just described. Cillian was genuinely frightened after seeing Lucy like this.


    The flight attendant quickly brought over a wet towel, and Cillian folded it three times before cing it over Lucy''s eyes.


    While still struggling to escape the darkness, Lucy suddenly felt something cool. It was apanied by something wet.


    Lucy felt as if some barrier had been broken, and she gradually regained control of her body.


    She opened her eyes only to see darkness again, but she was relieved because there was light prating through-unlike the previous pitch-ck darkness.


    She reached up to touch the object on her eyes. Realizing that it was a towel, she removed it.


    The rays of sunlight suddenly seemed a bit ring yet incredibly warm.