Right after our wedding, my husband and I just crashed on the hotel bed, totally exhausted, right? It was our first night as a married couple, and he was hinting at being intimate, but I was just too tired. He seemed okay with it, but then something unbelievable happened. I woke up in the middle of the night because the bed was shaking!

I turned over and couldn’t believe my eyes—Jeez, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, violently trembling. I shot up, my heart racing with fear and confusion.

“Mark, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” I asked, my voice shaky.

He didn’t respond immediately, just stared blankly at the wall, his eyes wide with terror. I reached out to touch him, and he flinched as if my hand was on fire.

“Mark, talk to me! What’s happening?”

Finally, he took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “I… I had a nightmare,” he stammered. “It felt so real. I thought I was back in that place.”

I was confused. “What place? What are you talking about?”