He looked at her for only a few more seconds before he got up, shaking the bed a little. He moved quietly over to the window and leaned against it, placing his head against the clear crystal window and his hands along the wall on either side of it.
His fist rolled up over tighter and his head slid farther down the window. He felt his body shake again, and this time, he couldn't stop. He tried not to acknowledge her, maybe she would just go back to sleep.
Poison closed her eyes, and did sleep, but this time she was filled with nightmares.
She was alone in a dark place. No, not alone... Adrian was there. But something was wrong... Poison realized something was binding her and struggled, but couldn't get free. Her voice wouldn't come, and he just laughed and lifted something shiny. Poison screamed.