"Hey, Jethro? Wake up."
"Wake up!"
Jethro sprung out of his bed, exhaling with force and some desperation. He pulled his upper body to a sitting position, while his head hung low, chest heaving.
It was that nightmare again. Why wouldn't it stop?
"Jethro? You alive in there?" Kekius's voice, tinted with earnest curiosity as always, cut through the haze of Jethro's thoughts, snapping him awake. Jethro turned to his left. Kekiius's round face was inches away, brow furrowed. He was most likely standing on his Brain Turtle's shell again.
Beside Jethro was Oand, his eyes and forehead, the only thing visible above the bunk pod. Jethro turned to his right, and there was Dash and Ben, both staring at him. Their faces had the same expressions; varying degrees of confusion and suspicion. Jethro was also confused.
