2am

It wasn’t a dream, and I’m not quite sure how long it took for me to awake. All I know is that someone was quietly calling my name and my sleepy face answered the door.
It might as well have been a dream, though. My sleepiness then hinders my memory now.

They had to rush off to the hospital and I had to listen for the sleeping children, one of whom would have been hysterical, had he woken to find his parents away.

It all worked out, thankfully.