No hiding place

Marcus’s much needed sleep was not a nice one. So much had happened to and around him very recently that it was obvious he would have a troubled sleep. Adding to the adrenalin-filled excitement, there were the ‘nasties’ that sometimes haunt the evil. And he was truly evil.

Some say our dreams can be our living heaven and our living hell. No doors are barred to the conscience. There’s no escape.

His nightmares were many and frequent, raising him to the edge of consciousness, then plunging him deep into another mental chasm.

But soon this suffering would seem tame!