Peter had dreamt of the darkened room again. The room filled with screams, though whose screams, he didn't know. It was driving him mad. What if it was someone he loved? Even if it wasn't, if it was someone he could help, he wanted to know! Sometimes, Peter thought that the visions he had were less helpful that not having them at all. It was a bitter thought, as often his dreams saved his life or the lives of others. But knowing you might be able to stop someone's pain if only the dream was a little clearer...that was understandably infuriating.
( Don't give up the light )
( Don't give up the light )