• Am I lighting without a storm?
    Afraid to sleep, to dream.
    Yet too exhausted to fight it.
    The shadows in my room dance around me; as flashes of light escape from the corners of my eyes.
    Unafraid of the howling wind, or the cracking bellows of the storm.
    I lay in my bed, covered by my security.
    I rest my eyes, and listen to the rain...

    NO! I must not relax!
    The terrors of my rest will surely throw me over the edge.
    But my eyes; and it's eyes.
    No more, the images from so many nights before, are still as vivid as a neon light.
    Eaten alive, with no control over it.
    The will to fight, without the means.
    The hospital; ever so cold, and big.
    I wander about, searching, no -scanning.
    And that child, where did he come from?
    Does he live there? Is he another patient?
    What does he want from me?
    So many questions, but I MUST find the room.
    Room 306.
    Room 306...
    Room...


    WAKE UP!
    So close; TOO close.
    What was I thinking?..
    What was I thinking?
    Room 306.
    When I found him, he was bound.
    Completely covered in gause.
    I wish I could ask him what happened, or how he got that way.
    But now he's standing, towering above me.
    I feel his hot breath against my forehead.
    I step back, and trip.
    A syringe!
    It pierces into my neck.
    I can't feel anything, I'm numb.
    His yellow glowing eyes scan me, and he rips open my shirt.
    He sinks his teeth into my arm, and I'm screaming.
    He pulls off the skin, and is shaking me, I'm screaming.
    Again he sinks his nasty rotten teeth into my flesh, I'm screaming
    He bites, and pulls, I'm crying.
    Now my stomach, but I can't fight, I'm screaming.
    He chews at me, I'm crying.
    I'm screaming. I'm crying.
    I'm crying.
    I'm crying.

    I'm... awake.