Cold sweat rolled down my chin as I woke up from the nightmare. The word Destruction rang in my ears and I tried to shake it out but it wouldn't budge. It was up to me now. I had the night to think about it and then, it was time to strike. I ate dinner and went straight to bed, but couldn't sleep. The clock ticked while I sat there, thinking about what to do. The clock continued to go, making me feel uncomfortable. By this stage, it felt like everything was magnified, including the sound of the clock. It sounded like a...bomb, a bomb that with every tick, brings the humans' doom closer and..I had the decision. The decision to help the bomb destroy or the decision to stop it before it's too late. My kind has always encouraged me to do the first option but what did I want? What should I do? I felt nauseous and rolled around in my bed. I couldn't do it. It just wasn't right. But then, what would happen to me? Everything that I earned, everything I lived for, would disappear just for these measly useless people. But, they are a kind too. Not our kind, but they have their own people, their own food, their own things. I can't just...take it away from them! Their spirits would never rest! I would never rest! Shuddering, I lay there on the bed as the night crept up to me and engulfed me into darkness.