You woke up with cold sweats all over your body. The nightmare you just had, it felt...surreal. The image of the house blowing up with Caleb and Grandma inside, the feeling of loss was so intense that you woke up with a tears running down your chin.

After gulping down a glass of cold water, your head clears up a bit. A warm, soft blanket then placed upon your shoulder. Turning around, you see Caleb. Alive, in flesh, with a worried frown on his face.

"What're you doing up at this hour?"