The day has passed and the night is back in San Diego.

Brandon is snuggled up on his mattress once again in the dim room. He lifts his eyes up at the ceiling.

Hanging from the ceiling is a new dreamcatcher, this time with the Gulls' colours of orange, sky blue, white, and black. It is the dreamcatcher he had to buy earlier to replace his malfunctioning dreamcatcher. And now it is hovering above his bed with sound security.

A smile spreads on Brandon's face. "Sweet dreams," he mumbles. His eyes then flutter close and his body relaxes as he drifts off into another deep, deep sleep.

His smile remains on his face.

A deep, deep sleep with no bad dreams.

The End.