His presence fills this room it feels the building just like Doom her body looks out this shiver he's everywhere like flowing river she's not sure why she shivers before he walked in she was still just like a quiver it could be because she misses him she misses him down to her every single limb she wanted to run she wanted to run to him because he used to be fun but she also needs to run away because she's feared him from the day he stole it he took it so far away she knows it's gone so she says she sits and waits until she wakes up from the stream in this dream shes drowning and way more than just a little stream but it's not a dream so she's truly drowning and more than a stream she's drowning she's drowning she's drowning someone save her she reaches out for the man but all she gets is his presence for she cannot reach him so all she gets is that presence the presence of the man who used to buy her presents his presence feels that room just like Doom. Adala Al-Janaby