[Is how he answers at first, but as he rubs the back of his neck...
...]
Wait.
[He thinks hard. His memory is impeccable and while he may not remember every small detail, when he looks back at certain patterns...]
...I remember in that dream, I felt something cold on the back of my neck, as if I were bitten by something. But it was so slight I didn't think much of it. And now that I think about it, I remember something similar when we were leaving that cave, like something pricked the back of my neck.
Ever since, I would feel odd chills or something stinging whenever there was a lot of nostilium... Even the last nightmare, it was stronger.
So whatever it is, it had to have started from that cave.
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[Is how he answers at first, but as he rubs the back of his neck...
...]
Wait.
[He thinks hard. His memory is impeccable and while he may not remember every small detail, when he looks back at certain patterns...]
...I remember in that dream, I felt something cold on the back of my neck, as if I were bitten by something. But it was so slight I didn't think much of it. And now that I think about it, I remember something similar when we were leaving that cave, like something pricked the back of my neck.
Ever since, I would feel odd chills or something stinging whenever there was a lot of nostilium... Even the last nightmare, it was stronger.
So whatever it is, it had to have started from that cave.