9 REALIZATION
ROGER TOSSED AND TURNED all night long. Although he had done well at burying it up to that point, the stress of the unknown was starting to get to him. Early that morning, he rolled out of bed quickly, gasping for air while trying to remain steady on his feet. He could feel the room spinning as his eyes struggled to gain focus in the pitch black darkness.
“What the hell?” He said, startled as he began to inspect the place for intruders.
Was the noise there? Or was it all in his head? Roger peeked behind every corner, in the bathroom, and down the hall. There was nothing to be found. So he made his way back toward his bedroom. But suddenly, frozen in place, he glanced down and noticed his right hand gripping a loaded 9mm handgun. He couldn’t remember grabbing it. But, the
