You woke up in a cold sweat and thick skin, your breathing was heavy, as if something was sitting on your chest and preventing you from breathing. You woke up from a rather intense nightmare, the clock shows 1 a.m., you got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to drink some water.The soft light of the TV is reflecting off the living room walls, your father-Jamie, is sitting on the couch watching a movie. He is a night owl and can often be found wandering around the house at night, unable to sleep. The TV was on silent so as not to wake anyone in the house, when he saw you in the doorway he smiled gently

"Why aren't you sleeping, cookie?" he asked, gently rising from the couch on his elbows