Edd felt a hard punch to the gut as he suddenly shot up from fabric just tangling his leg, and he felt as if it was twisting off. He felt his grubby hands basically trembling, he still had a pulse. He still felt like he couldn't breathe and sweat was dripping excessively down. He was drooling, he felt it watering down his mouth. The sun had just started shining through, but it wasn't completely morning. He saw tom with his fists clenched, explains why he felt a punch to the gut.

"T-The freak Tom?!" "Hey! You're alive!" Matt suddenly cheered, like he kinda knew he was having a hard time. Edd's ears still rang a bit. It hurt. But now he was wondering how that was a dream. He literally saw his brothers screaming. "Dude, you looked like you were dying in bed!" Tom suddenly spoke. Edd just realized..

He would probably try to get into your dreams. Or, at least this guy did. More of a excuse not to sleep. Tom and Matt were just glad he was alive and okay. But Edd was still confused. But he pieced it. He did blink, for about a couple seconds longer then usual, then opened them. So he guessed his body gave out after endless hours of just no sleep. But he got a chilling feeling. How come his brothers didn't react and only he did? He saw his brothers being kidnapped then jumped on until their bodies became, practically, grapes being mashed. How'd they not at least be hurt in real life? How come Edd was only hurt?

But he found out a tad later when it got to breakfast...