Kevin nodded.  Sleep would be good, but tomorrow would have to be the day they got out.  There was no food here, unless they got lucky and found some of the food that the crew left behind.<br/><br/><em>Or the crew...</em>he thought morbidly to himself.  A morbid grin came to his face, interrupted by the abrupt appearance of a woman standing over him.  This woman had been masticated, chewed to hamburger meat.  Her head cocked to the side, an eyeless skull stared into his bones.  Kevin was paralyzed, unable to move as she got closer, the smell of sea water and diesel fuel filling his nostrils.  The woman sat on top of Kevin, leaning close and whispering in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Was it good Kev?"  The room started to fill with water, but he couldn't move because she was still on top of him.<br/><br/>"Jess... Move..."  He mouthed, lacking the power breath properly.  The broad sat still, her lipless face turning to a horrid grin.  "Jess... Jess?"  he didn't know a Jess.  "JESS!"<br/><br/><strong>Kevin in the room, AWAKE</strong><br/><br/>Kevin screamed himself awake, mortified at the vision of his nightmare.  He choked on his spit, hacking up a storm before finally gagging and throwing up the food that he had eaten earlier.  "Gauhhh.. GAH... Fuu-" he gasped out, eyes dilated in fear.  His eyes moved around the dreary room like a man who had just escaped prison.  This part wasn't a dream, but he was glad that that part was over.  Tears came to his eyes.  He searched his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.<em>I hope that broad isn't awake still.</em>his internal monologue started in.  The last thing he REALLY wanted was someone asking questions about his past, when he didn't know about it rightly.  Kevin lit up, savoring the sweet, sweet cancer as it filled his lungs with freedom.  He held on a second, feeling a familiar burn, and slight pain from over smoking.  When he released it, it was like a dream come true, his head already swimming from the nicotine.<br/>