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Alfred jolted straight up in bed, his gasps seeming to fill the hotel room. He clutched at his chest, trying to find his heart, to find it still beating. After the pounding in his head and body told him that he was still alive, he slumped back against the headboard of the bed.

He didn't want to go back to sleep. It seemed like everytime he tried, he was haunted by the darkness, trapped in that place. He had never thought of himself as claustrophobic, but that dream terrified him, as much as he hated to admit it. The damp, the cold, the feeling of death, the pure terror and pain.

Alfred stared at the tiny television, then grabbed the remote. He had to do something, get it out of his head. He turned the tv on and began flipping through channels, his eyes half lidded as he fought off sleep. He couldn't possibly return to those nightmares.

News stations. Cartoons. More news stations. The weather.

As if the weather could be anything but bad in England. Alfred settled back and watched the weatherman as he told the forecast for the next couple days. He wasn't sure why the hell they had chosen London for the meeting; the weather was always bad when they came, and this time it was just serving to depress Alfred even more than usual. He really needed to work things out with Matt, because this was becoming ridiculous. Well, maybe not ridiculous. But it was... He wanted to say it hurt, but that couldn't be right. It just felt wrong. So very wrong.

The weatherman disappeared and then the world news was on, and Alfred groaned. Who cared about a serial killer in Canada (though that might explain why Matt had gotten so pissed when they had been drinking)? He didn't need to know about serial killers, he wanted something that would keep him awake, perk him up, anything. He wanted to watch... something.

Alfred groaned and pulled his head away from the wall, then let it fall back with a thud. He repeated the action a couple times.

He didn't know what to do.