On one stormy night, Peter absolutely loved it when his father came to say good night. His mother tucked him in, kissed his forehead and sung him a lullaby. He slept immediately despite the thunder. Peter woke up after a while to see the heading of the building he was in being reflected by a mirror building right opposite. "little dreams orphanage" it said. That is when Peter realized he's an orphan and his parents died ten years ago.
But their touch felt too real to be a dream he recalled. "Don't worry.. It happened.. I saw it" came the voice of his elder brother from a dark corner of the room. The same elder brother who was defeated by cancer five years ago.