““With a surge of panic, Simon Cross pushed himself off the bed and away from the cold, sweat-soaked sheets. His heart racing, his breath quick and rough, he forced his eyes to adjust to the dark room as the last vestiges of sleep faded. He glared down at his bed, as if it were to blame, as if the sheets and pillows had knowingly harbored the nightmare. Swearing, Simon escaped the darkened bedroom wanting to get as far away from the nightmares as he could,””
