Ok then…here's chapter 4. Oh, and that second paragraph was inspired by me being very…very tired. I'll take nap after this….zzzz….

Oh, and kind of gory content in this chapter. Don't say I didn't warn you. ;)

*MacTavish's POV*

POV= Point Of View

It was just coming around 8:00pm. MacTavish had finally, finally finished all that paperwork. And now he sat on his bed, cross-legged with the DreamReader in his hands. He momentarily forgot the reason he had wanted it. The he remembered again.

Oh, that's right. I wanted to see how bad Roach's nightmares were. How could I forget. How did he forget? Probably because he was very….very…tired….maybe he could just….close his eyes…..

When he woke up again, it was pitch black in his room. MacTavish noticed that he had rolled over and was laying on the bed with the DreamReader still in his hands. He looked up and checked the time on the digital clock next to his bed. 2:34am. Everyone would be asleep by now.

He remembered the whole point of wanting the little device, so he put it on with the band part touching his forehead, with the little oval parts just above his ears.

He was thrown into a world of darkness that seemed to have no ground or sky. He was confused.

Maybe I just think of the persons dreams I want to see? MacTavish thought.

He thought of Roach and the world changed into a semi-dark room that kind of looked like a basement. There was a figure tied down to a chair and a gag around his mouth. That's Roach! Oh no… he thought as he saw three others walk into the room.

The scene was horrible. They cut into his face with a long knife and injured his shoulder by putting the knife through it. Afterwards two of them left and the one remaining had stabbed Roach in his side, slowly twisting it around until he cried out. Then the figure with the knife grabbed a hand gun from the holster on his thigh, and aimed at Roach's head, and fired.

MacTavish was thrown into a world of darkness again. Roach must have woken up. I never realised how bad it was….

He opened his eyes to his room being dark, but a tiny bit of light coming from his window- moonlight.

He sighed quietly and rested down on his bed, not bothering to get changed because it was so late, took off the DreamReader and placed it next to his bed, and closed his eyes.

Oh. Ok. This is a short chapter. Like, really short from what I usually write. ~_~

I have no idea what I'm doing for chapter 5. You guys will have to give me inspiration. I shouldn't have stayed up so late last night making origami flowers *rolls eyes*

Oh well. You know what I always write at the end. Ideas welcome, feedback appreciated(good AND bad! )

-Stay Fierce!