You go to sleep. Its really easy if you know how.
And then you start to dream. You look out of your window, in your dream, and see a boy. He was screaming, this boy. He had been all day. He looked a bit like your son, you thought, except that he had no face. Your son had a face. Well, at least he did the last time you saw him. There was something terrifying about seeing a boy with no face screaming. You weren't sure what it was though. It was probably something to do with his lack of face, and with the screams. You thought about all the things that frightened you, and most of them involved no faced boys, screaming.
You looked out at the screaming boy. What would you do?