Chapter 9

"You were mumbling. I couldn't hear what you said. Then you began sobbing and thrashing about." Nick ran his fingers through his hair and over the back of his neck, the reality of the dream almost too much for him. It wasn't an ordinary nightmare where he would be running, with a huge monster panting in pursuit. This was frightening. Like a memory. Like some damned fantastic memory. He stood up and patted her shoulder. "Go back to sleep, Beth," he told her gently. "I'm going downstairs." "Shall I turn on a light?" …