It's getting late..

Your eyelids have begun to feel heavy..

The process of falling asleep has always been a struggle for you... the silence... the sounds of your own thoughts.. you know your room like the back of your hand, it's memorized..

But tonight has been quiet... too quiet..

Looking into the hallway beyond your room it's.. it's so dark tonight..

You close your eyes.. your room pictured perfectly in your mind..