Will lay face down on the mattress, eyes wide open, arms curled tightly around his head. The sound still echoed in his ears, drowning out everything else, and silent tears soaked into the mattress. Sleep didn't come for hours and hours, and when it did, the screams rent his dreams too. He woke again early, thinking he heard a cry of terror as he jolted awake, and didn't realise that the sound was coming from him.