"For FUCK'S sake, Tommy, there, look, he's alive! Now will you stop your BITCHING?!" Simon's father, Henry, yells, pulling open the door to the master bedroom to show Tommy that Simon's alive, yet beaten and bruised.

"The sight of that piss-stained fucker, not even death itself would want!" Henry yelled, shoving past Tommy as Tommy went to check on Simon. Simon lay there, bruises and abrasions on his pale skin.

SCENE CUTS TO REAL WORLD

Simon lays asleep in bed, one hand covering his ear while the other entangled in his hair, as if trying to comfort him out of his nightmare. Tears start to prick at his tear ducts, salty liquid running down his eye black stained face.

Simon is breathing heavily, his unconscious body trying, yet failing, to wake itself up from the nightmare.