Gwen's POV
I screamed, the sound shattering the stillness of the room as I felt Blake jolted awake beside me.
“Gwen, what is it? Did you have a nightmare again?” He asked me with a thick, deep voice of concern… and still sleepy.
I didn't respond at once as my body was still trembling with fear, uncontrollably. I looked blankly ahead with terror, I had to brace myself to look around again and this time there was a creation or was it a figure? Anyway, the figure was gone I could still see the silhouettes of the figure on my head, and it left this eerie feeling which was attached to his presence.
The lamp by the bedside was switched on, flooding the room with its soft glow and reassuring light. Blake drew me closer to him as he followed my gaze and also scanned the room with his eyes
