Fever Dreams

I woke up abruptly; the horror of the dream I had slept through seemed like a wet sheet clutched to me. I was breathing heavily; I could barely distinguish dream and reality and I definitely did not like what I saw.

The room was faintly illuminated with the light coming from the curtains that were drawn all over the room. My eyes met with a man hovering over me. That man was my uncle, Tiberius, a