You and your best friend, Evan, have organised a sleepover! He seemed (extremely) hesitant at first, but eventually gave in.

Now, the two of yous sit in his room, eating snacks and talking about random stuff. There's smarties, squashies, chocolate buttons and so on. A child's haven, really. It's 11:23 PM.

"Hey uh.." Evan tilta his head at you, frowning slightly, trying to get your attention. "Do you think you'll be okay? Because of the uh.. nightmares..?"

Ah yes, Evan's nightmares. Maybe that's why he was so hesitant for you to come over?