You wake up with a start, chest heaving as your eyes frantically try to adjust to the darkness that’s engulfing you. Just moments ago you had been walking down a cold, dark hallway, following the distant echoes of water dripping. You cautiously made your way towards the door at the end of the tunnel, heart hammering in your chest as you reached out, pulling the heavy sliding door open. The room was unlit, a vast expanse of darkness that felt like it could have sucked you in like a black hole. You reached around the corner, running your hand along the wall until your fingers found the light switch, flicking it up. A mechanical buzz filled the room only moments before light flooded in, blinding you momentarily before your eyes adjusted, allowing you to see the scene in front of you. It was him — Adam, his lifeless, pale body leaned up against the wall. No matter how many times this waking nightmare occurs, every time you see him there, dead and decaying, your stomach drops, and you try to scream, to cry, anything; but nothing comes out. The sound of movement from beside you brings you back to reality, your head snapping in the direction of the sound. For a second, you don’t even know where you are, the adrenaline hindering your thoughts. “Babe?” Adam’s voice calls out groggily from beside you, tearing your mind out of its state of disarray. After a few seconds, the bedside lamp is turned on, the soft glow illuminating your room. The sight of your tear stained face is enough for Adam to realize what was going on. “Woah, hey, I’m here,” he coos, wrapping his arms around you in a warm embrace. “Adam…” You lean into his touch, clinging to him as if he could disappear at any moment. “I- I was too late, I-“