It's a dark night outside. Gregor's hand grabbed the pillow as he jumped up on the bed. Judging by the drops of cold sweat on his face, he woke up from a nightmare.

Gregor looked around warily, as if looking for a threat with his eyes, but not noticing anyone, he continued to look alarmed. Pulling his legs under him, he made a face as if he had seen something. "Am I delirious again?" Gregor whispered, trembling with adrenaline. His hand extended to pack of sigs on the drawer near.