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Taz always hated this part of the night. 

The time when he has to go under the soft, warm, blankets and set his head down onto the overused but still comfortable pillow, he would much rather stay up all night, wondering the streets of New York, finding places to add a bit of art, or sit on the shitty coach and rewatch Star Wars for the millionth time.

 Most people took sleep for granted, they do it at the end of the day all the time, why should they think it's something special? But, Taz knew what would come when he closed his eyes, when his body shut down, he knew what horrors would come to him.  

Yet even if the dark horrors of random peoples dreams appeared before him every night, nothing truly ever prepared him for them. 

Like the one he was currently having. It was truly and utterly terrifying. And of course it had to be that Stiles kid again.

All Taz could see in the darkly lit space that was a slightly messy teens room, the sounds of a calm and collected night were interrupted by the cry of a cell phone. When someone answered the phone with a quick "Hey man what's up?" everything went black...

It was as if Taz was put into a pitch black ocean, he didn't know which way was up or down, left or right, it was as if he lost all sense of direction. 

The voice that spoke earlier echoed loudly, surrounding him, "Stiles?" 

"Stiles, you there?"

Sounds of static flowed through out the pitch black abyss, then another voice answered in pure, raw terror, "S-scott?"  

"Hey, yeah I'm here um... Are you okay? Can you hear me?" 

"S-scott, I-I don't know where I am.. I-I don't know how I got here" A deep, terrified breath flowed throughout the darkness like a deathly scream, "I think I was sleep walking" 

"Okay, uh, um can you see anything? Just needa tell me what you can see"

Taz heard a heart beating jumbled up beats, he knew it was his own without question.

"I dunno, it's dark, it's hard to see" 

Taz could hardly bear the terror in the voice, he had to get out of this darkness, before it drove him insane, he tried to move, to wake up, but nothing happened, he just floated, suffering through this horrible nightmare. 

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