Almost an entire day had passed in the Dreamscape, but when Xander woke up in the real world again, he realized only a few hours had passed. His alarm clock buzzed in his ear, waking the others as well.
It was only five in the morning, and the earliest Leena had ever risen was ten. Her eyes felt heavy with sleep as she stretched herself out with a yawn and walked out of the bedroom. Scratching her drowsy head, she ambled toward the sink.
A few splashes of the cold water on her face jolted her from her drowsy stupor. She looked at her face in the foggy mirror and saw that her eyes were still red and her hair messed up like a crow's nest. She had barely managed to sleep last night due to all the terrifying thoughts racing across her mind.
"Good morning," Leena greeted, slumping down on the couch beside Xander. She noticed Xander was covered in sweat despite it being a cold morning, and it unsettled her thoughts. "What exactly were you doing all night? You didn't leave, did you?"
