Patton's POV

I sit up in a cold sweat, clutching my throat. I turn around and see Logan looking at me like I was crazy. I dive into him, clutching his shirt for dear life.

"He... I..." I stutter, trying to catch my breath.

"Easy, Patton. Slow down. What happened?" Roman asks me.

I take a deep breath and calm down slightly.

"I heard you calling my name so I went to check on you. But I was running and running and I couldn't find you. But I was grabbed by something and I looked back and a tar colored... Droopy... Thing was smiling at me. He jumped on me and then covered my face in tar and I thought I suffocated. Oh, Logan. I was so scared." I explain, cuddling into his side.

"That... Actually is what a nightmare looks like. Its like a humanoid figure that's made of tar." Logan explains.

I nod and sigh. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone to sleep." I say.

"You couldn't help it. You're used to sleeping at this time." Logan says. Roman turns away and goes to talk to Virgil. I yawn and lean into Logan.

I wasn't going back to sleep any time soon.