Tobin still hadn't mentioned to Alec, what it was he said he wanted them to do. The phrase; The next right thing, wasn't even making any sense at all to Alec. They had abandoned the volunteered comrades for the mission ahead, at Alec's secret underground lair, to spend the night there. Alec was quite fed up already, he was still seriously annoyed with Tobin for the way he behaved. Observing the way Tobin was so restless and thoughtful the previous night, made Alec start to worry. That morning, Tobin was still in the sheets, dead to the world. Alec bumped into the room where he lay like a log of wood, snoring away with no care of the world. Alec slapped him hard against the shoulder till he eventually woke up.
"Get up Tobin, haven't you had enough sleep already?" complained Alec.
Tobin strung up to his feet immediately.
"Gosh, I slept in," he said.
"Enough of all this Tobin, you're going to tell me now, or else this mission is going to be over," said Alec.
