"Tay?"
He glanced at Ike, and sighed.
"I just… I just don't want it to happen again, you know?" he began, "I mean, I'm definitely not sleeping on my back again, that's for sure."
Isaac scratched his head.
"Do you want me to stay up until you fall asleep?" he offered.
"I don't want to sound like a little kid or anything, but could you?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Sure," Isaac grinned, "light on or off?"
"On."
Isaac indicated Taylor's bed, and he finally went over to it. He sat against the pillow and put his legs under the sheets. Staring at the blankets for a moment, he frowned.
"I feel so vulnerable."
"Why?"
"Why do you think? Even if it happens you can't stop it. As far as I know…"
"Just, try and get some sleep."
Taylor sighed, moved forward a little, and lay down onto his side with a yawn.
"What's the time?"
"Almost ten."
"Early."
"I know. We have an early morning tomorrow."
"Oh yeah."
He yawned again and turned over.
"Thanks Ike. Good night."
"Good night."
Taylor heard Isaac lay back and take a deep breath as he closed his eyes.
All he did was blink, and when he opened his eyes, the light was still on. But now, he was on his back, a shadow leaning over him. He opened his mouth to try to speak again, but saw a hand clap over it.
His eyes widened in shock as he found he could move again.
"Hello Taylor," came the same sinister voice, "I'm back."
Tears found their way into Taylor's eyes as he looked up at the figure. It was the same man as the night before, wearing a brown woolen coat with glasses. This time, he had nothing in his hands.
As Taylor looked to the left, he saw Isaac in bed, asleep.
Suddenly, the man took his hand away, and stood up to look at his watch.
"Taylor, the time is now midnight. Here's the deal," he began, looking up at him, "every night from now on, you will retire to bed by 10pm, at which precise time you will fall asleep, tired or no. You will awaken precisely at 6am, no later. For those eight hours you belong to me."
Taylor gulped, looking around. He still couldn't move.
"Tonight is our introductory night, and you will only be with me for a matter of minutes. This is not sleep paralysis as many call it. I am known as your 'Dream Doctor', and though it may seem like a dream, in reality you will bear whatever scars I give you."
He smiled, showing a golden tooth.
"As for you, Taylor, I know all I need to know about you already. I will not need you to talk throughout my processes. If I do, I will allow you. Otherwise you will feel the same choking sensation when you try to speak as you do now."
He hesitated for a moment, then smiled again.
"I'll see you tomorrow night."
And with that, Taylor once again shot up in bed, covered in sweat.
"IKE?!"
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