Third persons POV,
In the middle of the dark large room, Drake laid still on the bed that was as cold as ice, matching up to his body temperature.
The room was so dark, that the only thing that lit up the room was the light from the table clock that read 3; 45 AM.
The room was filled with thick fog, emanating from his body.
The blue walls of his room were coated with snow-like ice making the room temperature drop far more than it normally would.
Drake's face twitched slightly as a frown settled upon his face as if he was seeing some disturbing image.
He pinched his eyes close even more as he shook his head slightly from side to side while still laying in the bed.
His hands were completely frozen to his waterproof bed.
Drake got a waterproof bed made for him after he realized he wakes up every morning since three years ago, to find his bed filled with water from the melted ice he had created while he was asleep.
