1104 12:02 a.m
Helena normally was a deep sleeper but tonight, right at midnight, was when the restlessness began. She was tossing and turning until finally she woke up with a start, sitting upright in her bed and searching the darkness for what disturbed her.
Something was there. She could feel it. Turning her head she looked around the bedroom and she could see nothing out of the ordinary. But she knew. She could feel it: a presence tugging at the edges of her mind. Familiar and foreign all at once. But there was nothing there. Nothing in the bedroom except the man beside her.
"Pete...?" She reached a hand out to his sleeping figure. She didn't want to disturb him but the uneasiness refused to subside. "Pete, are you up?"