Night. The only thing that keeps you with a heavy hug is what you saw. Nightmare. All that he gives- cold on your back, unlived thoughts, and most importantly fear. Sweat flows down your forehead. Your hands are shaking a little, you feel weak. But you can't stay here. You try to quietly walk to your roommate's room and sit on the couch next to his bed. At least now you are not so lonely and scared.