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"You don’t need to be sorry," he told her She was leaning toward hi flannel pajaainst his chest, he wasn’t sure he could control the sheer physical reaction that was sure to arise--no pun intended, he ry with herself then "I’ve had nightmares before--we all have them I’ve never screa on anger, trying to shake off the tre that still had a hold on her

"What was it?" he asked her

"A nightmare, that’s all," she said

It wasn’t all

But before he could question her, he heard footfalls as the others ca down the hallway, then Jake burst in first, followed by Will, Jenna and then Whitney

"What’s happened?" Jake deela said

Jackson knew he had to be grateful for the arrival of the others He leaned back; theher into his ar else entirely wasn’t quite tahthtmare?" Will asked, puzzled and curious

"I’ve never done anything like this before, really," Angela apologized

"Oh, Angela! Please, you don’t need to apologize!" Whitney said, co to sit by her on the other side of the bed "I was in a bed-and-breakfast once in England, and I drea out on the street were alien ships ot my boyfriend arrested for assault It was a small place, and everyone heard me…at breakfast the next day, you should have seen the way everyone looked at us!"

"So everything is all right?" Jake asked, clearly concerned about Angela

"Fine Honestly I’m just humiliated that I’ve woken everyone up"

"I wasn’t actually sleeping," Whitney said

"I was," Jenna said, but she set back to sleep I hope you can, too Want ela shook her head "No, I’m fine Humiliated Mortified Besides that, I swear, I’ back to bed," Will said, yawning "And feel free to scream anytime, seriously, anytiht, but absolutely," Jake teased

"You’re sure you don’t want et what sleep you can before toela said

The four left, heading back down the hall Jackson heard Jenna and Will saying good-night to Whitney and Jake as they continued to the front; he didn’t know if they’d whispered anything else to one another

Angela looked at Jackson again They were still nearly touching Nearly Not quite

"So what really went on in your drea his eyes "You kno dreams are, they’re fresh the htmare that makes someone scream like that I don’t think you should be in this roo," she said stubbornly "There’s so to be able to feel, to sense… It’s i his arms over his chest "Remember what I said earlier? Didn’t you ever read the Shirley Jackson book or see the et to stay in the house," he said flatly

"Stop using that reference!" she told hiuys, reet the iriht, a little crazy But I guess we all are And the thing about thatparanorerous gahosts are in your erous for you"

"Like I said, I need to be in this room And, yes, it was really terrible, and I screamed, but I can take care of myself, you know"

"I wouldn’t say that you have to vacate this rooet started tomorrow, and you need sound sleep, real sleep--without dreaht now--"

"Just go over to ht here," he said firmly

"No, really, I don’t want to put you out like that!" she told hiht to filter through cotton He could see her far too clearly, and the

"You wouldn’t be putting un to tug at the large, antique dresser that stood against the wall