John jolts awake with a start, his chest heaving as he sits up from under the covers. His eyes darted around the room, having not quite registered the fact that he was awake yet. His pupils dilated, and his heartbeat racing in his ears. He pats himself over and stares down at his trembling hands. No blood, oh, thank the Lord... It was just another nightmare of the many. And in a rare moment of weakness, a few tears escape his eyes.