Cain wakes up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night with tears in his eyes. He sighs and gets up. Another nightmare. He walks over to the cluttered desk shoved in the corner of the room and starts looking under things to find his clock. 2:27 AM. He sighs, knowing he wont be able to get back to sleep. He gets dressed in his usual style: Black jeans and a random shirt from his closet. He grabs a Metallica shirt and pulls on his boots then checks his phone. Nothing. He grabs his keys and wallet and goes downstairs quietly, not wanting to wake anyone. After getting outside, Cain cuts across the field to Hawthorne Road, then down the street to the cemetery. He stares up at the gates and walks through them. It was strange how the cemetery was so calming to him at night. It would scare most. But he liked the quiet of the dead and the slight layer of fog coming from the marsh nearby. He loved the smell of the trees and the mud. He knew to be quiet so nobody would see the weird kid wandering through the graveyard at three in the morning. He sat against a grave stone for a "Alexis Malar". His older sister who died in a car crash that he barely got out of. "Hey, sis." He says to the grave. "I had a nightmare again. The same one." He sighs and stares ahead into the night and falls asleep against the grave. Cain wakes up three hours later to his phone's alarm. He sighs and gets up. He stops at a cafe to get something for breakfast and walks to school. He shuffles into his first class and takes his seat in the back corner, drinking the coffee he had gotten earlier. 'Same shit. Different day...' He thinks with a sigh.