With Malcolm down, Raylan slid over his chest to keep Malcolm from turning or thrashing too much as he grabbed each hand as it swung at him. "Hey, hey hey hey." The word came out louder and louder as Raylan tried to wake him up, his name slipping in between the 'Hey's.

"Malcolm!"

What the fuck was going on? Raylan had heard of nightmares, he'd had a few himself, but nothing like this.