My eyes snapped open as I woke up from a bad dream. I was still shaking, and I could feel my heart pounding as I wiped the cold sweat on my forehead. I didn't want to go back to sleep. In my dream, I kept seeing myself inside the mirror maze room again, and I could see Marco's reflections everywhere. Then, to my horror, he escaped in one of the mirrors and ran after me. When he caught me, he tore my clothes and started hurting me.
I sniffled, trying not to cry. It has not happened yet! It has not happened yet! Not yet!
I searched for my blanket to cover my face, but when I pulled it, it was like it was stuck with something. But then, I became aware someone's lying beside me. Slowly, I turned my gaze to the person next to me.
I was really startled. "Good lord, Albert!" I covered my mouth
