Tyrone stood up from the bed, rubbing his eyes. It was a little past midnight. He wasn't able to sleep. Whenever he tries to fall sleep, has this reoccurring dream. Himself and Emily. He wasn't sure if it was a result of what they did to him or if it's actually a memory. He sighed and exited the room. Feeling thirsty, he headed for the kitchen.
He made a sharp turn from the living room to the kitchen and bumped into Emily who was returning from the kitchen “Oh! Sorry" he apologized.
“It's okay, I was just startled that's all" she replied smiling.
He stared at her in astonishment as his stomach fluttered from her smile. Realizing she was still standing in front of him. He quickly comported himself, he realized whatever they did to him was messing with his mind. “Could'nt sleep?" She as
