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Credit for the idea for this chapter goes to SparkeDawg (from Quotev) again.  Thanks again!
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Roman POV

I didn't know you could have nightmares when you faint.  I'd always thought fainting was nice and sweet, like when a prince or princess gets overwhelmed and faints into their true loves arms.  Maybe it's that way for people who fall into their true loves arms only?  All I know is that nightmares can last for weeks when you only sleep for an hour.

I woke up finally, with my nightmare thankfully escaping my memory.  I looked around and realized I was in my room.  The room was shifting darker and darker, following my emotions.  I focused and forced it to turn back to the pleasant red and gold hues.  I frowned, it felt wrong somehow.  I tried to sit up and hissed at the pounding pain in my head, slipping back down onto my pillow.  The room flickered for a moment, I grimaced and closed my eyes.  I heard someone walking past my door and quickly focused on making my room cheerful again.  I opened my eyes, my room seemed dull.  I steeled myself and sat up, gasping at the searing pain in my head.  I groaned and looked at my door.  Nobody was here, thank goodness.  Instead of my glorious palace that was normally here, my room had transformed into....well...a regular room.  There was simply a door, bed, and a desk.  I frowned and focused as hard as possible to change my room back.  I smiled a little and stood up.  Determined to prove to everyone that I was okay.  After all, I'm Thomas's hopes and dreams!  If I don't have confidence in myself nothing will go right!

I made it to the door and saw it open, immediately noticing Anxiety outside. 

"GREETINGS!!" I yelled, it sounded fake to me but Anxiety didn't seem to notice my hesitation.  I bowed to hide my wince of pain as my temples throbbed once more.

>>>>>Time Skip cause I'm lazy!!!<<<<<

I finally made it back to my room, my smile immediately slipped off my face.  It felt fake to smile.  I couldn't understand, I'd always been one of the most optimistic, second only to Morality.  Patten was an unending cornucopia of happiness.  Oh jeez, I sound like Logan.

I passed one of the mirrors in my room and turned away.  It was almost like a reflex and it took me a moment to realize what I'd just done.  I froze, I'd never avoided my own reflection before!

My room flickered again but this time it flaked off, gold coming off the walls like paint peeling.  My royal red rug seemed to change to a blood red, making me back away.  I can't escape though, the carpet of blood surrounds me.  I hear a voice laughing and try to look up but I'm caught in the blood.  Finally I manage to tear my eyes away and look up, nobody's here.

I back up to the wall but pull away when more gold flakes off the walls and lands on me.  I look to one of the only things unchanged in my room and lock eyes with myself in the mirror.  The mirror gives me a sense of reality until it shatters, leaving nothing but the hollow frame that it sat in.  I scream and sob uncontrollably for seemingly no reason.  I don't know why, nobody will hear me. Or care.

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