Stuck in an Island with Twelve Beautiful Women

Chapter 183 Nightmare can feel

"Sophie... Run!"

Saying that Jude woke up from his nightmare. He was sweating. His breathing was heavy.

As Jude wiped the sweat from his brow, he took a few deep breaths to steady his racing heart. The remnants of the nightmare still lingered in his mind, casting a shadow over the tranquility of the morning.

Gently, he reached out to stroke Sophie's hair, reassured by the warmth of her presence beside him. Her peaceful slumber offered a stark contrast to the horrors he had just endured in his dream.

With a sigh, Jude swung his legs over the edge of the bed and planted his feet on the floor. He rose slowly, his muscles still tense from the lingering fear of his subconscious imaginings.

Glancing around the room, Jude took in the familiar sights, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, the gentle rustle of leaves outside the window. Gradually, the vivid images of the nightmare began to fade, replaced by the comforting reality of the present moment.

Determined to shake off the remnants of the unsettling dream, Jude resolved to focus on the tasks of the day ahead. With a final glance at Sophie's sleeping form, he quietly slipped out of the room, ready to face whatever challenges awaited him in the light of day.

Suddenly he heard a sound and became shocked. He quickly realized it was the singing sound of the black birds. The sound that always made him happy now scared the soul out of his body.

Jude's heart raced as the familiar melody of the black birds' song filled the air, sending a shiver down his spine. What had once been a comforting sound now seemed to carry an ominous weight, echoing with the echoes of his unsettling dream.

For a moment, he stood frozen in place, grappling with the unsettling sense of déjà vu that washed over him. The boundary between dream and reality blurred, and Jude found himself questioning the nature of his surroundings.

"Grace!"

he called out, his voice tinged with both concern and relief.

"Are you alright? When did you get back from the ship? I had the strangest dream..."

Grace turned to face him, a warm smile lighting up her features.

"I'm fine, honey,"

she reassured him, her voice soft and soothing.

"Just tidying up a bit before we start the day. I came back by midnight. There is something that happened but never mind that. You look like you've seen a ghost. Are you okay?"

Jude took a moment to collect himself, still reeling from the vividness of his nightmare.

"Yeah, just a bad dream,"

he replied, forcing a smile.

"I'm glad to see you're alright. I was worried something might have happened to you. But what do you mean something happened in the ship?"