Morgan's POV
I woke up from a dreamless slumber.
It took some time to readjust my sight to seeing in the dark. Blinking, I stumbled out of bed to the switch, turning it on. 9:45 p.m.
Rubbing my eyes, I tried to remember what had led to me waking up before I remembered that I had passed out after dinner. Winston must have tucked me into bed. But what happened before I passed out?
Trying to think deeper, I just couldn't get a hold of the events before I passed out. My bones seemed to creak with each step, making my muscles difficult to get into motion.
I headed to the bathroom and ran a cold shower. It helped wake me up. I changed my clothes and once I was done freshening up, I realized how thirsty I was.
"Heavens, I need water." I muttered under my breath and headed to the kitchen.
