Derek woke up in the middle of the night. He knew because his room was still dark; there was an absence of the glistening bright morning rays in his room which emanated from his window's transparency and reflection of the morning sun. The only light in the room was cast by the dim rays of the half moon.

A nightmare had woken him up.

Slowly, he got up from the bed, and stalked to a chair near the window. He sat down on it and bent his head, placing it in the confines of his hands, ...