When the Sunlight Fades. [PHIGHTING]

trapped in your own mind.

[ANYTHING IN BOLD IS THE DREAM]

Slingshot was asleep, dreaming.

He was in a dark room, in a prison cell. He did nothing wrong, right? I mean, he's killed in battles but that's normal.

The creature suddenly pounced at him, slashing at him and biting him. He tried screaming but nothing came out. The creature threw him at a wall. 

Slingshot shifted in his sleep, a bit scared.

Suddenly, slingshot froze up in the dream, wooden puppet controllers above him with strings attached to his limbs. The creature playing around with the "puppet" of slingshot.

Slingshot woke up, terrified.

He looked at his alarm clock.

2:18 am, too early to start the day.

He went back to sleep, the dream repeating over and over again.

A few hours later slingshot woke up.

8:27 am, early enough.

He got out of bed to make breakfast, or at least attempt with his wounded arm.