Winston's Pov
I found myself abruptly waking from my fitful sleep. It was a recurring problem, the turmoil in my mind refused to grant me the solace of rest. I sighed heavily, knowing that I couldn't afford to spend another sleepless night brooding. I knew I wouldn't be able to get enough rest and that my night wouldn't be so good till I was able to solve the problems at hand.
As I pushed myself up from my bed, the cool, hardwood floor met my feet. The chill served as a stark reminder that the night was well underway. I needed something to ease my mind, and water seemed like a reasonable place to start. My footsteps echoed softly in the quiet room as I made my way to the small table where a pitcher of water sat.
With a sense of urgency, I poured a glass of water and downed it in a few
