Blade had always had sleep issues. Call it insomnia, if you will. All he knew, was every night he would restlessly toss and turn in his bed until the light of day would shine through his windows.

Unless, of course, the rare occasions he managed to sleep. Then he was usually tormented with nightmares and visions of his past.

Tonight was no different from any other night, he had showered, checked his wrappings and now he lay in bed. He sighs as he once again turns over, his thoughts racing in his head. But then, a soft knock at his door catches his attention.