Virgil jumped slightly, waking up. He sighed as he laid his head back down on his pillow. He knew it was going to happen but he wasn't ready for it. His heart pounded against his chest as his mind replayed Roman's brother's death. He winced slightly when he reheard the snap of the neck. 'I guess it makes sense the brothers would have the same death...' Virgil thought. He sighed as he mentally prepared himself, expecting to die in this next dream as he started to fall asleep again.