Conner indeed was asleep, it seemed he just easily fell asleep no matter where he was or what was happening to him. If he wanted to sleep, sleep he would. As he slept, he twisted and turned in his sleep. Muttering to him self, he was sweating as well. He was having a nightmear, his nightmear was of what happened to him in the labs. It all came back to him in his dreams, he was strapped to a cold metal table as his eyes were held open by something. A man with a crazy stepped into his veiw. He only grinned as he put a needle into Conners eye, injecting him with something; of course he yelled and screamed in pain. There was more to this horrific nightmear. But it all melted away into pain mostly.