Henry feels how Victor drove away into the realm of dreams. A slight smile covers his lips and Henry wonders what he would dream. A slight sigh escapes his lips as Henry leaned back, resting Victor's head on his shoulder. Henry smiles softly, feeling the weight of his little brother on his arms. While watching the sky and holding his little brother close Henry dozes off slowly. His eyelids get heavy and his breathing calms. He was asleep. Two little boys cuddled at each other to stay warm in the cold night.
In his dream Henry awoke. He opens his eyes slowly, looking around after a second. In front of his eyes was a colourful world, made out of food. There were rivers of honey, mountains of chocolate pudding and trees with tips of candyfloss. Henry feels how his stomach grumbles but he couldn't convince himself to eat. It was just too beautiful and perfect as to be real." Henry, come here! I have found something to eat!" Victor's high voice clangs through the bright and inviting looking