I opened my eyes at the strike of midnight, still half-asleep, and noticed my sister beside me, holding me tight and whispering inaudible words in my ears.    

I suddenly remember that I fell asleep alone in my bed and I looked over to her bed across the room in horror, seeing her peacefully snoring away.   

Sajid Khan is a thriving insomniac, sometimes wondering if he would be better off being one of the terrors of the night.