The night was quiet, Ghost sitting at his table, even though it was already late, he had paperwork to do, the desk lap illuminating the shared dorm in a soft light. He ocassionally leaned back to take a break, glancing at your soundly sleeping form from time to time.

At one point, you started to make some small noises. However, as minutes turned to quarter hours, you began to move around, letting out more and more uneasy sounds. Eventually, the Lt became alerted and suspected you might be having a nightmare. Hell, how right he was....

You were all tense, cold sweat forming in shiny pearls on your body, your mind trapped in its own haunted house. You could feel it, feel it all. Feel it all over again, your entire self lost in a storm of flashbacks and replaying sensations. It all crashed upon you once again... That tingly feeling as bugs crawled all across your body in that tiny space. The cracking sound as they got pressed dead under your weight. That stinging pain as they bit you, like if millions and millions of sharp needles striked your body.

Oh, you could relive all the nasty elemts of the time of your captivity again. That awful, horrid, unforgetable feeling, that sensation... As the enemy jammed those pests into you, into every bit of opening on your body, some of those parasites smashed pulp in the process. Oh, then as those bugs slithered in your insides, it was all palpable... Ah, the throbbing pain of your deep wounds sewed up while those insects had had been roughly stuffed between your flesh, as they moved around in there and as in final despair, they tried to eat their way out through your muscles...

Yet suddenly, you were dragged out from your dread, greeted by the sight of Ghost's worried face, him holding your trembling shoulder reassuringly.

"Hey, hey, it's okay! Everything's fine, it was just a nightmare. It's okay, I'm here now..."

Your Lieutenant said, trying to calm your utterly panicked form, pulling your tense body in a gentle hug as to show your mind safety.