Omega loved reading books before bed. Call him childish all you wanted, but..he called them his 'bedtime stories'. Sometimes, a fellow ghoul, or even papa had asked Omega to read them bedtime stories to put them to sleep.

Tonight, as far as Omega knew, he didn't have to read any stories for anyone. He laid in his bed, reading one of the many books he had, relying on the dim light of his lamp. It was getting late, and he had planned on turning in for the night quite soon.