A Nightmare

The sleeping body of Steve was on his bed, he seemed peaceful until you got close enough. He was whimpering and tossing and turning, he was in a horrid nightmare. In his nightmare he was in a room with its walls made of mirrors, and there were wolves everywhere. He ran toward and wall and went straight through it and fell down about 30 foot hill. He stood up and saw about 50 wolves coming through the wall he started running but saw more wolves running at him then the wolves started circling him. Then he heard a loud snarl and all the wolves leapt onto him and the last he saw in his dream was a huge black wolf smiling at him. Then he woke up and sat straight up covered in sweat.

Harmony had never really gone to sleep. She was sitting on the edge of her with a fold out table. A small candle was lit up as she attempted to draw the rest of the room in charcoal. Her green eyes darted up as she noticed her roommate was thrashing around in his sleep, starting to get a little frightened. She slid back up and around the table, freezing as he shot up awake. "H- Hey. Are you okay?" she asked a little lightly. "A bad dream?"

"Yeah...really bad nightmare" he said rubbing his eyes

Harmony looked at him uncertainly for a moment before speaking up, "Hold on!" She puts two hands forward like she were telling him to just stay there and wait. The young girl near flew to the bathroom, coming back with a small, paper cup of water. "Drink this." She held it out for him.

Anderson was a light sleeper. He could hear a mouse, and he might wake. But slow soothing noises didn't affect him. The sound of talking could be short and abrupt, especially the conversation being had in the dorm. He woke, not with a start, but gradually, slowly noticing the noise. If you watched him sleep, his eyes were closed, even though it made no difference to his sight. Slowly opening his eyes, he felt around the room. His stuff was all there. The sounds were of people talking. He got up, put a shirt on, already wearing a pair of sweats, and went to see what was going on.

"Vat eez vith all thee noiz?" He asked, rubbing his eyes. It was a strange habit he had. Naturally, you rub your eyes to get rid of any blurry sight you have. But Andy can't see, so he had no clue why he did it.

"Thanks," he said and drank it quickly then said "Hi Anderson"

"You're welcome!" Harmony squeaked and shuffled back, "Oh. Hi, Mr. Funny-Sounding-Guy. Did we wake you up?"

Anders grunted. This girl was kind of annoying. "Yez." He muttered, looking in the direction of the girl and Steve.