There is a reason why humans must rest. A reason to sleep. It was now that they realized it. As exhaustion filled their already tired bodies they lost control. As if their demons, which remained dormant until this time, took over. Exhaustion alone is dangerous. However, when mixed with rage, melancholy, and pain, it is and illness not even the most powerful drug can fight. It is, not only, dangerous for the person experiencing this cocktail but to everything and everyone surrounding them, for, that certain human isn't human any more it's merely a ghost of one.
