Nightmares caused Ashton’s body to move around every once in a while. As he slept he was still stuck inside his mind, being mercilessly ripped apart by metallic blades, fire burned his skin off, and the dream repeated over, and over again. The pain is so vivid and fresh in his mind, and body. The convulsing would begin for a few minutes, and then stop. Kayman looked on in horror, and sadness as the closest thing to a friend he had was fighting for his life in his own head. Maeve had stopped by a few times to check on Ash while he slept. She wasn't stuck in here for very long, shallow wounds had hardly any real, or lasting impact on the young women. She’d pop her head in, and disappear shortly after.