Pam awoke from another terrible nightmare with a scream. Looking around, she hoped it didn't wake any of the other girls. They probably didn't like her as it was. She awoke almost every morning with a scream of some sort. She always had nightmares. Recently they've been of her mom. But today was something different.

She was in a white room. She was sitting on the floor with her hands toed above her head. Up on a silver table, was a person. A boy; one she knew well. He looked at her with pleading blue eyes. She wanted to call out to him. Tell him things will be alright. That he'll be able to be back with Jez soon enough. But before she could, a cloaked figure walked in. He walked over to her, smiled a scary smile, and tightened the grip of her hands.

Wghat happened next was something Pam couldn't bear to think about. So instead, she pulled her knees to her chin, and started rocking back and forth, singing a simple lullaby.