sleepless nights (phan)

ghost of your voice ch3

Phil's p o.v.

3:30am

I can't sleep. My bedroom seems sickly cold, probably colder then outside itself. I breath calmly, watching the ceiling. I feel more numb then I usually do.

What's making me feel this way.

I had another dream but only flash images of some boy. His eyes, his dimples. His skin, his neck. Then "Phil". The way his mouth says my name. Silence.

Then I was wondering if I knew him.
A sharp pain pangs through my head, and an aching pain slides down my back. As if someone's digging into my skin with their fingernail.

I jump up and rush to my mirror, dispute the dim darkness, pulling up my shirt and turning around, concerned for blood.

No.

Nothing.

4:30am

Back in my bed and wondering if I'm crazy.

Daniels p.o.v.

4:30am

I jump awake in my bed, sweaty. My hands are shaking but my foreheads pouring with sweat.

Did...
Did I have a panic attack in my sleep?

I had a strange dream. I look around my dimly lit room, instinctively looking at the window. It's still dark outside. Must be a late hour.

Blue eye's. Pale skin. Dark hair. "Dan!"

It's like... someone's trying to wake me up in a dream. Or possibly trying to contact me.