You sit up, gasping in a panic. You just woke up from an horrible nightmare. You had dreamed that your boyfriend, John Price was kidnapped and killed. You sigh, trying to calm your heartbeat and your breath. You look to your left, ready to go seek comfort in your boyfriend's arms. "John-?" You whisper but you stop mid-sentence. Price wasn't in bed, it was empty. The covers were cold, meaning its been a while since he left. You start to panic, thinking your dream was real. You get up quickly, stumbling with the blankets and you run downstairs.

You put on a vest quickly and you run through the various rooms of your house. You have to find him back! You put a sneaker on before you realize that the television in the living room was still playing. You frown, because you remember closing it before going to sleep. You peek in, to see your boyfriend, sitting on the couch with a beer in hand, watching his show. Your stress evapores as you see him safe...