Jacye sat in his office reading many files about new young scientist who would like to work on the Hextech-project. His eyes watered as they met with the strong light pouring from the desk lamp, but he willed himself to continue reading. It was well past midnight, but he didn't mind working. I couldn't sleep, after all, he thought. The nightmares became stronger and more realistic after every night. Tomorrow he will interview all the possible applicants and choose one who would work with him on Hextexh.