That night, he wakes up with a start, absorbed by a nocturnal crisis.?His heart is beating fast.?He doesn't remember having had a nightmare.?He sits on the edge of the bed, grabs the portrait of the Slender Man from his nightstand and hugs it.?That's the only thing that calms him down.?Then he takes a deep breath, puts the portrait down, gets up and goes to have a drink.?The freshwater does him a world of good.?He returns to lie down but remains with his eyes wide open.?He looks at the time which tells him that it is still very early.?He sighs.?Then get motivated.?Since he's awake, might as well do some sport.?Finally, it is the Svelte Man who suggests it to him.?So he gets up a second time and sits on his rower.?He rows, rows until his body at the edge of the?exhaustion causes him to fall from the machine.?He falls asleep on the floor, out of breath, sweating, but with a smile on his face.?The Slender Man sitting on his bed watching his every move.?The Slender Man is proud of himself tonight.