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While Emanuel seemed to be immersed in his sleep, I forced myself to stay attentive. His muffled snores made it harder for me to remain open-eyed. I had promised that I’d guard him while he rested. Thus, I couldn’t back down. Everything around me appeared to resemble a horror movie. It was all so dark and despairing. How are you supposed to feel protected in a place filled with dead bodies? Even the sounds of the wild dog’s howls seemed to fade. I assumed that they were going to nap as well. The quiet surroundings made it laborious for me to remain vigilant. While stretching my arms, I took a glimpse at Emanuel. As I watched him sleep, I couldn’t help but get envious. My heavy lids kept closing involuntarily. It was as if I was in a spell. Even though my body told me that I desper