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As I turned to look at him, I was met with a sight that left me stunned.
A wide, genuine smile graced his lips, one I’d never seen before.
It was the kind of smile that spoke of relief, of burdens lifted, and of secrets laid bare.
Grace, seeing my expression, followed my gaze and gasped softly. “Tix,” she whispered, her voice filled with wonder, “look at him.”
“I see,” I murmured, equally awed. “It’s… it’s a miracle.”
Uhah’s frail form, which had been twitching and restless, now lay still and content, the tension that had been evident on his features for so long now completely gone.
Then, something even more extraordinary happened. Uhah’s eyes, previously shut tight in restless slumber, slowly fluttered open.
They were clear, bright, and for a brief moment, it felt as though they were looking right at us.
His gaze was penetrating, seeing beyond the physical realm and into the very essence of our beings.
Grace gripped my hand tightly, her fingers cold with shock. “Tix,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “he can see us. How is that possible?”
I shook my head, equally perplexed. “It shouldn’t be. No one can see us in the dreamworld.”
And yet, here was Uhah, staring right at us with a knowing look in his eyes, as if he was well aware of the gift we had given him, the peace we had brought to his tormented soul.
Grace took a tentative step towards the bed, her gaze locked with Uhah’s. “Uhah?” she called out softly, hesitantly. “Can you hear me?”
Uhah’s lips moved, forming silent words that we couldn’t quite make out.
His eyes spoke volumes.
They spoke of gratitude, of redemption, and of newfound hope.
We stood there for what felt like an eternity, locked in this silent communion with Uhah.
The boundaries between reality and the dreamworld blurred, and for a brief moment, the three of us were connected in a way that defied explanation.
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the moment ended.
Uhah’s eyes slowly closed, his smile still intact.
His breathing, previously labored, was now steady and deep, the rhythm of someone in a peaceful slumber.
We watched him for a moment longer, still trying to process what had just happened.
Then, with a sense of finality, I turned to Grace. “It’s time to go,” I whispered, gently pulling her towards the exit.
As we walked away, I couldn’t help but glance back one last time at Uhah.
The dark, stormy cloud that had previously hovered over him, a representation of his guilt-ridden nightmare, now transformed.
It morphed and reshaped, slowly turning into a fluffy white cloud, a symbol of happiness and contentment.
“The plans…” I said.
Uhah was losing his grip on his life and his mind was wide open.
If we were going to find the plans, it was now.
I stepped into Uhah’s pleasant dream.
