1. At the Beginning
June didn't like to dream much. Well, not always. Not before such nightmares pooled her mind with fright. There was screeching metal and other terrifying features that scared her to no end.
The young woman woke up, her eyes wide and her breathing hard. Once she realized that it was all a dream, she seemed to relax. The room was dim, indicating that it was dawn. Absentmindedly, she reached her hand out and searched for her husband. She felt nothing but the fabrics of the sheets, and she bolted up in a panic. Her eyes tried to adjust to the darkness so that she could find him.
"Steve?" she hissed.
"I'm right here."
The woman looked up, noticing a dark silhouette sitting at the end of the bed. Reaching out she turned the lamp on, casting their room into light. As she looked at him, she saw a look of worry in his eyes. It sometimes still amazed June that he could wake up in the middle of the night looking concerned. She sat up completely and saw that he was for once foc