Later that night, Steven awoke from his dream, panting profusely, his body heated to point it was steam instead of sweat covering his body. Steven then, after taking in a few short breaths in and letting go, calmed down.
“It was just a bad dream”, the young Steven said as he crouched down on the bad. A bad dream, a nightmare, one that had been plaguing out for as long as he could remember.
It started out like any other day, he parents living both him and Susan with a warm smile on their face like they did each and every day, only this time they never came back.
“Mom, dad, where are you?” Steven cried with tears slowly forming in his eyes which were fixed solely to shut door in front of him as he waited eagerly his parents.
“Mom, dad”, Steven spoke with tears streaming down his eyes as he bowed his head. His entire body then ignited in flames.