Cameron pushes himself first to all fours, then to his knees with Iliya's help. He touches a shaking hand to his mouth, feeling even more light headed as he watches his fingertips come away bloody. He's got to get it together, though. Elvis is still making distressed noises in his bunk, Ulysses and Casper are doing something, and everyone is up and moving around. This is no time for fainting. He quickly wipes his hand on his pajama pants and sucks his busted lip into his mouth, tasting copper.

"That wasn't a nightmare," he says, shaking his head. "We all.. felt that. Jesus. That scream..." Trying to remember it makes his heart pound and his eyes well up. He squeezes Iliya's hand, then gets to his feet. "Are we... is everyone okay?"