Evan woke up alone on the couch, blinking a few times as he sat up and rubbed his eyes.
'I really conked out there, didn't I?'
It had been months since he'd slept so peacefully without the constant threat of danger or the weight of worrying about his companions' fates.
"What's the time?"
He'd taken off all his accessories the night before, wristwatch included, and since he couldn't see a clock anywhere in the room, he reached for his phone on the desk.
Just before his fingers touched it, he froze, his eyes instantly noticing a small detail.
'It moved…'
He remembered trying to align his phone's vertical length perfectly with one of the flyers on the centre table, even celebrating when he managed it in just two tries.
But now, the phone was slightly slanted, a change so minor he would have missed it if he hadn't made the effort last night.
Just as he noticed this, footsteps echoed in his ears.
"Evan, you're awake. Good. I wanted to ask ab—what's wrong?"
