Scarrio couldn't sleep again that night. He's been awake for weeks after the blue moon appeared and the nightmares refused to stop tormenting him. Infact, they grew stronger with each night that passed. His subjects noticed the recent change in his demeanor and were worried about his temper that rose even without provocation.
He felt a cool breeze and felt a presence. One he had been expecting for a while. He was frustrated at the thought of having to wait for someone. It was always the other way around.
He was not only waiting for someone, he also needed help from this person and it drove him crazy. However, he knew better than to complain, at this stage he was willing to do anything to keep his position in the facility and sleep peacefully.
He stood up and moved closer to the window,
