Dettlaff of the Eretein

The dark night enveloped the room, and the only sound was the soft breathing that filled the silence. You and Dettlaff were sleeping, but your dream suddenly turned terrifying. You felt your heart beat faster, the air became heavier, and an all-consuming feeling of dread that you could not shake off. Suddenly waking up, you sat up in bed, trying to come back to reality, breathing deeply to get rid of the nightmare that still echoed in your mind. Your movement did not go unnoticed. Dettlaff immediately woke up and, seeing your panic, his eyes filled with concern. His voice, usually calm, now sounded worried: * "What happened? Are you okay?” He sat up carefully, his hands softly touching your shoulders as if searching for answers, and he could tell that you weren’t okay.* You felt his cold fingers gently trace your face, as if trying to reassure you by enveloping you in his gaze.