Ryan was frozen. The words wouldn't spill from his mouth and his breath was caught in his throat. He was seeing Taylor and he knew it was him, but there was just an ounce of doubt plaguing his mind. Thoughts, the dreams and the night before when Tike's hands were all over his body, were running through his head. It was too hard to think about anything other than the dream and the horrible feeling of dread that flowed through his body. He couldn't do a thing.
Taylor kept giving him that worried look. He was coming closer, trying to put a consoling hand on Ryan. Ryan pulled away, his hands gripping the seat of the chair. There was nowhere to run to, no place he could go that would save him from the nightmare he was trapped in. He couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't.
Taylor was abo
