Never has there been a man that fell,
For learning from his mistakes.
"Elle??" Don Ralph Screamed
Don Ralph Wesley jolted awake, his body drenched in cold sweat, his heart racing in his chest. He sat up in bed, gasping for air, desperately trying to shake off the remnants of the horrifying dream that had just engulfed his mind. It felt so vivid, so real, as if the events had truly transpired.
"Don Ralph." Jack who stood by the door quietly called out to Ralph.
Ralph looked at him suspiciously. For a brief moment he felt uncomfortable with Jacks presence around him. Why shouldn't he? Not with the kind of nightmare he just had.
