George snapped awake from the scary nightmare, feeling drained. Rubbing his throbbing temple, he blinked and saw that it was already bright outside.
Suddenly, he stopped pressing his temple, his eyes snapped open, his gaze fixed, and he was instantly wide awake. He remembered something and quickly turned to look beside him. But there was nobody there.
"Isabelle?"
George got out of bed, not even bothering to put on his shoes. Barefoot and still in his pajamas, he rushed out quickly.
His mind was in turmoil, and having just escaped from the nightmare, his limbs were very fatigued, causing his steps to be unsteady and stumbling.
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