With a start, Fay woke up the next morning.
She looked beside her, and saw Dream still deep in sleep.
Sliding out of bed, she picked up her night robe, and fastened it around her body.
Her legs slipped into her slides, and she grabbed her phone from the bedside table.
Slowly, she tiptoed out of the room so she wouldn't disturb Dream.
Walking around, she stopped when she located the balcony.
Her eyes went to the time on her screen. It was just 5am in the morning.
There was a sinking feeling in her heart. Something dark, and disturbing.
Before she could finish tracing the source of her distress, she began to dial her grandfather.
He picked up after two wrongs, and from the sound of his voice, she could tell she had woken him up.
"Fay?" He called.
"Hello, grandpa," she said, her paranoia calming just a little.
"Are you okay? Is everything okay out there?" He panicked.
