He was utterly alone.

Panic drove him; he thought that there, on the farther side of the bed, claws and a black arm appeared.

He screamed and screamed and screamed.
The door was flung open, there were lights, his nurse appeared.

He was lying down now, his face towards the wall, and only dry, hard little sobs came from him.

Her large red hand was upon his shoulder, but brought no comfort with it.