"Just put it back there. We have enough space."
"With me?"
"You can sit there, while you try and hack."
"Let me go in first."
Someone stumbled onto Stanley, bringing him out of his daze. "Oh, sorry," Sol's voice became clear to him now. "Didn't see you there."
Fred laughed a little to Stanley's right.
"John! Stop standing around. We don't have all day."
Stanley looked around at the four people around him and at the van, they were loading bags into.
He stepped back in surprise, quickly looking around at where he was.
It was the Low.
"What?" he cried out loud, unable to stop himself from speaking. "What the hell is going on?"
"John?"
"Dude! What's wrong?"
Stanley looked around, unable to make sense of the situation. "What the f…" He grabbed his head full of hair, unable to make sense of the situation. Was that another dream?
