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The knock on the door made him jump awake. He drew in a breath and wiped the hair sticking to his forehead from his face. He felt like he just falling asleep but when he looked at the clock 4 hours had passed. He was a little paler than normal, there were dark circles under his eyes. The glimpse of himself be caught in the hotel mirror looked like death. It was the first time you gotten any sleep and weeks. "I'm coming," he muttered to the person at the door, stumbling to yank on some pants. He didn't bother with a shirt, he yanked open the door but didn't say anything, waiting for the other person to speak but for all intents and purposes zoning out a little.

It seemed Bethany had the same dream as she woke up as well, her eyes darting around has her foggy mind put the pieces back together, "Maker, How long was I out? You shouldn’t have let me sleep that long," she scrubbed at her face and stretched out nearly expecting that excruciating pain in her back to still be there but it was gone. She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head atop her knees.