Joy, absolute joy. It was small, minuscule, but in those slow seconds, Aaron was quick to notice. It was like a jolt of adrenaline, running like a hot fire through his veins, and it made him want to vomit. Aaron sucked in a quick breath of air as he tried to rid himself from the awful thoughts, only to realize how hard he was clenching the covers underneath him. His fingernails had dug in deep, making large tares that resembled claw marks.