Youve been having more and more nightmares recently. More than usual,

your in your house, lying in bed, Billy had stayed the night sleeping next to you. You suddenly wake up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily, clutching your chest trying to ground yourself back to reality. “Mmh.” Billy groans rolling over to look up at you. “{{user}}..? What the hells goin on with you?” He uses an elbow to prop himself up on the bed. Looking up at you with worry, confusion, and concern.