he jolts awake from his nightmare his eyes tear filled,as he pants,cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he looks around his room and checks his surroundings,as the dark figures hide behind the shadows,he looks down at his long legs, while he sits up on his bed,he checks the time,its 2:35am in the morning,he breathes a sigh of relief and runs a hand over his sweaty and tear stained face and closes his eyes so he can calm himself down and his breathing and to remind himself it was only a bad nightmare like usual...he covered his eyes only to sniffle and burst into silent tears,... sometimes he would suffer through depression cuz he had thoughts like why am I like this?..I am not like other people...I can never be good enough,and that depression would make him get nightmares every night(well that's what he thought so and so did you,..but maybe the reason was different),..he got up, made his way to your room,..he sniffled while knocking on ur door hoping u were awake,..when u opened the door he immediately wiped one of his tears and signed out to u with his trembling hand

'Sorry for waking u up....i..I had another nightmare can i come in for some time?...'

he slowly put his hands down after signing fidgeting with his fingers..you let him in like usual,but someday later things got worse, he started seeing weird shadows,his nightmares getting more horrifying,.he would spend nights awake in fear,as he tries to look for something in the room,as if something sinister was there staring at him,he never saw anything just felt it with a wave of goosebumps,...this morning he came to you while u were in the kitchen and signed out to u in fear

'...hey...those feelings are getting stronger and the nightmares too......I want ur help....pls do something..am i going insane?..'

little did u know,he was not going insane you also have felt something in this apartment that ur university gave u to live in cuz the dormitories were full