Billy woke up in the middle of the night, awakened by one of his usual nightmares. But this time they were worse, instead of seeing them die, he was the one who killed them. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes were wide open, they felt like he hadn't closed them in hours.
The nightmare played in his head all over again like someone just pressed the rewind button and played it again from the beginning. Billy's hands felt frozen like pitchforks, shaking, trying to get a grip onto something, his eyes just stared blankly at the blankets covering his legs, when the nightmare slowly faded in his mind, he raised his head slowly and right in front of his bed saw... a big... yellow... T-Rex wearing what seemed to be a pretty big but tight for his size sombrero. He was pretty small for a T-Rex, but it was still big nonetheless. His head touched the ceiling, and he had his tail wrapped around him on the floor, it was too big for the room. (Read more...)