“Don't worry, you'll be fine”
It all started in Naples.
My wife, my kid, and I were at the train station, and everything seemed normal at first. All of a sudden, we saw a lot of people acting violently. They ran around as if they were predators, and we were their prey.
It turned out that while we were on the train, a new virus had started spreading.
My wife and kid were bitten. I should have panicked, but somehow I didn't. I just took them to the nearest hospital, and, just like in a dream, they already had a cure for the virus. They were given the cure and immediately calmed down, but they needed to rest.
For some reason, I knew that I needed to get back to my city, Campobasso. I kissed my wife, kissed my child on the forehead, and jumped on the next train.
While I was traveling back, the train stopped near a beach. I jumped off the train and looked at a weird but beautiful scene unfolding before my eyes. Right in the middle of the beach stood a blue house. An old blue van trudged along the sand.
A red-haired woman in a tight electric-blue dress got out of the van. Almost immediately, an old fisherman opened the door of the blue house and started walking toward the woman. He was also dressed in blue.
The sea was tumultuous, and three-meter-high waves crashed against the house without somehow causing any damage.
I don't know why, but I just knew that these people were responsible for the virus outbreak.
All of a sudden, I woke up.