I was woken up by someone shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw my brother, sitting by my bedside. Tears in his eyes. "Oh sis..." he wrapped his arms around me. "We came home and found you out in the drive way. I'm not sure what happened or how you got there, I didn't know what to do..." he sobbed. Shocked, I returned the hug.

"What happened last night?" He asked, pulling away. Now that I thought about it, I couldn't remember much of last night. All I remember was something about glowing eyes and thinking machines. It was all just a blur now. I held my head and tried my best to remember but Nothing else was coming. In fact, it was only making my headache worse. I leaned forward and held my head.

"Ow..." I groaned and had to stop. "It hurts to way much to focus bro... I'm sorry..." I said. Whiskee sighed. "Its... it's fine... dont worry about it... you do need to rest." He said.

"but..." Tears began to run down my cheeks. My own brother is worried about me and I can't even tell him about what happened last night.

"No... you can't worry about it now... you need to rest..."

I opened my mouth to retort but thought about it.

Maybe he's right...

I layed back down and closed my eyes.

"Maybe you're right..."