Ghost writing?

     The dreams faded as he woke from his childhood memories. They come in the dark to haunt him from those restless days. In silent muse, Nikolai lay awake flustered by his pounding heart. His dreams to conquer this world are never too far behind. At times he had let himself wonder if it was the world or his mind that needed conquering. A faint pulse buzzing louder and louder. Nikolai reached for his alarm clock. He would begin the day with at least teaching his alarm who was boss.