Tyson's P. O. V
"Tyson, Tyler," Chloe kept screaming in her sleep. Tears rolled down from her eyes. No matter how hard Tyler and I tried to wake her up, she wasn't.
"What happened to her? She was sleeping soundly just a while ago," Tyler implored me.
"I don't know either. I think she's having a nightmare," I said as I watched her struggling in her sleep. She was running out of breath.
"We need to wake her up, or she might hurt herself," Tyler said. His voice was laced with panic. I ran my eyes around the room and the bucket of water caught my attention. Tyler brought it earlier for Chloe. I rushed to the bucket, carried it to the bed, and threw water on Chloe's face.
Chloe jumped out of her bed, heavily coughing, trying hard to catch her breath. Her eyes lingered with unknown fear.
