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DinosaursOnASpaceship 
He couldn't sleep. What was the point of sleep again? The eleven year old had, had another nightmare about the stupid hag again. Honestly the boy was surprised that he hadn't woken up his dormmates when he had yelled or maybe he did wake them up? He had ran so fast out of the dorm and to the indoor garden that he didn't even have time to see if he had woken them up.
At this point Bradson didn't care if he had woken people up from his screams. He was sick of these nightmares but he was also sick of having to look over his should every second or two. He was becoming paranoid. He had a feeling that the hag was somewhere in this castle but he didn't know where. He knew that she would be after him.
He was dueling against Mel, but they were only laughing and shooting sparks at each other ... Then she turned into Ms Black, who was stirring a boiling potion and cackling ... Then he heard yelling. That was when he woke up.
Carl sat up with a bolt, seeing from the corner of his eye somebody running out of the Dorm. He could not go back to sleep again, not when he sensed that something was wrong. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and replacing it with genuine worry, he walked out into the Common Room.
And there was Brady, in the Indoor Garden, looking somewhat shaken. Carl approached him carefully, in case he wanted to be left alone. "Brady? Are you okay?" He asked as he took a seat next to him. He wanted to be of help, if it was something serious.