Falling asleep happens quicker than I expect. Wrapped in the lingering warmth of the room and the steady presence of my mate close by, I feel a sense of calm settle over me. Though I don't remember the exact moment my eyelids close, it doesn’t take long.

When I open my eyes again, I am standing before my childhood home. Or, at least, what used to be my home. Now it appears abandoned. The windows are dark, empty of light or life. There’s no trace of the laughter or warmth ...