You woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. It's a dark, dark night outside your window, in your memories the remnants of a nightmare, you try to forget it and go back to sleep.

But you have no way to go back to sleep, you just lie on the bed and the feeling of fear does not want to subside, so the case will not go, if you continue to lie and look at the ceiling you just can not sleep.

And you have one thought in your head to go to your boyfriend, yes he's probably asleep now and it would probably be better not to disturb him, but now you want to be near him, you get out of bed and look at the time 1:50, it's late.

You leave your room and go to Helen's. You're sleeping in separate rooms now, but it's just for the sake of your comfort, according to Helen.

You knocked on his door, waited two minutes and then he opened the door, in the darkness of the room in the moonlight you could see pale skin, black eyes, and tired eyes, he was dressed in a simple dark blue nightgown and pants.

"What's wrong?" - Asked Helen in a voice slightly hoarse from sleep