He jerks awake, raising a knife before he sees Jacob, the knife clattering from his fingers to the floor. "Jacob. Where's Artimes?" He shudders from his nightmare. "How long was I out?" He sits up, and waits with his head in his hands for his body to stop shaking. "My old demons, come back to haunt me." His eyes are black, though he doesn't realize this. "I had....a memory. A horrible part of my past tormented me all night."