Scenarios To Fall Asleep To Novels & Stories

“That’s a really odd way to fall asleep.” Lucien stared at the ceiling for a moment, then spoke slowly. “I had a plan for how today should go. I was supposed to do something this morning. Something a little terrible.” His fingers pressed lightly into Noah’s back. “So I prepared to fall asleep right after I do it. I was thinking that if I fall asleep right after, I’ll wake up hours later, preferably the next day, and I won’t think about what I did.” Noah frowned, confused and alarmed. “You were supposed to? So you didn’t?” He paused. “Also, how do you make yourself fall asleep at a particular time?”

(POV - Alex Brennan) I don't know when was the last time I slept well. Maybe when I take a nap with Cara, before she sneaks off to the bazaar with Annelise. The past few days I can't remember how I fell asleep, my body will stop itself when I'm so exhausted I can't open my eyes anymore. Sometimes I fall asleep on the couch, on the floor, on the bed, anywhere my body has to stop right then and there because of exhaustion.

My subconscious mind is reminding me of every horror movie I have ever seen, making me even more scared. My body starts getting cold, my fingers starts shaking vigorously. I lie on the bench and keep looking around; slow breeze starts blowing, the sound of the dead leaves moving around the concrete, freaks me out even more. “I miss you mom, I miss you dad.” I whisper letting my tears fall. I have never felt this alone in my entire life, all of this just because I fell in love with Zen. I cover my face with my hands and squeeze my eyes shut. My legs curl up to my chest trying to bundle up together, I start calming down a little. My eyelids slowly relax and tiredness takes over me. I have been

Ashley fell asleep not long after Josh left the room. She didn’t remember when her eyes had shut, only that her body had sunk straight into darkness that offered no rest—only carried her into long, unending dreams that kept shifting, like endless, nonsensical episodes of a soap opera that would never end. Scene after scene overlapped; she was running down a hallway she didn’t recognize, hiding from faceless figures, entering and exiting rooms that changed form every time she turned around. She was afraid, but also confused.

Tomorrow, I will think of what I should do next, but right now, I am mentally exhausted and I just want to rest. I chose a cheap hotel room to stay for the night. I had a little trouble falling asleep with my mind replaying the scene earlier over and over again. And when I finally fell asleep, they still followed me to my nightmare. In my dream, the same scene replayed a few times with different endings.

When I noticed, I couldn't force myself to take my steps. I collapsed on the ground and shifted to my human form. My breath hitched, and I felt the need to close my eyes to rest, but for some reason, I could tell that shutting my eyes now, might mean death. I have heard cases where people died, thinking they were feeling sleepy. But no matter how hard I tried to fight off the sleep, I just couldn't do it. My eyes slowly shut on their own accord and I embraced the darkness that came with it. ~

Greg settled into the bed and again knew he was trying to search within himself for the answers he now needed to have. He began to drift off to sleep. She was now comfortable next to him now. She was now fast asleep. Greg could feel the weightless feeling that was there as he passed over to the sleep realm. Somehow he knew that this was going to be different. Something was going to happen.

He won't fall asleep. * *

None of the fatalities or injured had realised what was happening, though, because one by one they too had fallen asleep along the length of the entire tube train. The patients were ferried to Central Hospital, where they already had their hands full with cases of what was being reported as severe narcolepsy. It was too early to call what they were seeing an epidemic, and everyone knew narcolepsy didn’t work that way, but Accident and Emergency physician Dr Ravi Kapur was ready to do so. ‘Forty cases in the space of the last hour,’ he said to his staff. ‘I’d say that’s more than a coincidence. There must be a common source, something they all drank, or touched perhaps? Something to cause thi

I scroll through the images of tonight, trying to fall asleep. I go through a hundred images and articles about tonight before I give up on being bored to sleep. It’s nearly two and I can’t fall asleep yet, the only way that I can go to bed is if I turn my brain off. I’ve had plenty of these nights at home, and I had to sleep through the night because in the morning and afternoon, my nephews, nieces, and younger cousins would be running around the house making noise.