The Super Doctor Calvin Hudson

Drained

Calvin slept deeply, almost too deeply. His body, overwhelmed by exhaustion, sank into the bed like a stone dropped into deep water. The familiar world around him faded away, replaced by the thick, enveloping darkness of sleep. But as the hours passed, that comforting darkness began to shift, becoming something more unsettling.

At first, the sleep was blissful—an escape from the day’s chaos. But slowly, a sense of unease crept into his dreams. It was subtle at first, like a faint whisper at the edge of his consciousness. But it grew louder, more insistent, like a drumbeat that refused to be ignored.

Calvin's dreams, once peaceful, started to twist and turn, the images in his mind becoming distorted and strange. He found himself in a vast, empty landscape, the ground beneath his feet shifting and unstable. The sky above him was a swirling mass of dark clouds, and in the distance, a faint, rhythmic pulse echoed through the air. It was the same pulse he had felt earlier, the one that had