There was nothing worse than waking up in the middle of the night with a dark figure looming over you. Fear instantly assaulted me, but it slowly faded.

Reaching up, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

The figure moved slightly.

I thought that it was one of my mates at first.

They had been working late, trying to prevent the war that was waiting to happen.

The figure moved again and suddenly a hand clamped down over my mouth. Panic set in again when the sheets were ...