Thomas tried to protest his innocence, but the soldiers didn't listen. They closed in on him, and he felt the cold steel of their weapons against his skin. He woke up in a cold sweat, his heart pounding in his chest.
The demons watched from the shadows as Thomas tossed and turned in his bed. They knew that their plan was working, and that the seeds of doubt they had planted in his mind were taking root.
The next night, it was the general's turn. As he slept, he dreamed that he was leading his troops into battle against the demons. Everything was going well at first, but suddenly his sword shattered into pieces, leaving him defenseless.
The demons appeared out of nowhere, their eyes glowing with a sinister light. The general tried to fight them off, but he was outnumbered and outmatched. He woke up with a start, his hands shaking with fear.
