Tommy, something... Something happened the other night.

I had... I had some sort of dream, that you came back. That you were at home.

Everything was alright again, I felt... safe and happy. I haven't felt like that since you died.

But as it changed into the dark night... The doors didn't close. They stayed open and... the rest opened too.

You, being the hero as usual, tried to get everyone to safety... Except you couldn't save yourself.

There was a fire and... you died in it, Thomas. Right in front of my eyes.

I lost you before, I didn't want to lose you again.