Fear is in a dark room where negatives are developed.
It was the middle of the night and Little Joe awoke from another frightful dream. Ever since his beloved Alice died, he hasn't been sleeping much. He'd often find himself sitting wide awake, in the dark of his room, just thinking about past events and where his life will take him.
Will he ever find another true love? Will he ever be happy again? It's in times like these that it seems he will never find love again. Maybe it was just the fear talking in the middle of the night. Perhaps in time he will learn to love again.