[And Jack, though abysmally slow as he is, eventually sleeps. He hasn't gotten shut-eye in God knows how long, and so he's out for awhile, leaving Atlas a day of peace to do whatever it is that he feels like doing now that Rapture is his for the taking. What those things might be, terrible and no better than his father's plans, should be what creeps into Jack's dreams and make him wake up with a start. But it isn't anything Atlas might do that does that—it's the thought of Atlas not being safe that jolts him awake.
He sits up with wide eyes, scarcely taking a minute to catch his breath before he's moving from the couch and reaching for his wrench. It was just a nightmare, but what if he actually heard the wail of a Big Daddy just outside the door, he has to check, he's starting for the door—] Atlas?
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He sits up with wide eyes, scarcely taking a minute to catch his breath before he's moving from the couch and reaching for his wrench. It was just a nightmare, but what if he actually heard the wail of a Big Daddy just outside the door, he has to check, he's starting for the door—] Atlas?