My body is constantly improving in an attempt to get at least a minute of extra sleep. Options: sleeping, looking at the monitor or talking on the phone are long passed stages. Here is a recent case. I don’t know how the creators of my alarm got it, but compared to the screaming signal of the screams from a fantastic film, burning people’s brains is just a child’s whistle. So, I managed to fall asleep under these hellish sounds for almost 20 minutes because I had a dream in which my boss instructed me to count how many times the alarm would sound before I woke up. I don’t remember how many dozens of signals I counted, but then I crashed and woke up.