Usually you hear of people crying themselves to sleep... in my case I cried myself awake, finding my pillow damp and my eyes puffy. I didn't know what to do, almost zombified in my devastation. How could a father s*******r his own son? I knew Icelus was evil but even I didn't expect that from him. Lying in bed and staring at the ceiling as the sun slowly began to leak into my bedroom, I realised just how vital it was to stop Icelus.
Sighing, I reached over and grabbed my cellphone from where it sat on the nightstand. Three text messages blinked on the screen – one from Ally and two from Morpheus. I skimmed through them all, already knowing what they'd contain. They were worried that I hadn't contacted them after the ball... they didn't even know that Dareios was no longer alive.
"Oh, Dar
