"Ivan, wake up!" Jaya shouted, her voice breaking.

It didn't matter. She'd called to him at least a dozen times, he didn't acknowledge her. At first, when she realized he was deep in the grips of a terrible nightmare she'd said his name softly, thinking to jar him out of it without fully waking him. But as the dream progressed and she'd been forced to watch him thrash and twist on his bed in the clutches of one of the most frightening night terrors she could imagine, she began ...