If it weren't for the fact that snores emanated from the corner of the room, you could be forgiven for thinking that the cave was simply a dumping ground for human rubbish. Splayed across the bed was David, arms thrown out to each side, bruises starting to show on his bare chest, mouth gargling for all it was worth.
The snores grew louder in intensity, rattling the chains that hung around that corner of the room, accompanied by sounds that wouldn't be out of place in a Hammer Horror, until a pillow whizzed across the cave hitting David square in the jaw.
"OWWWW!" protested David, rubbing his face where the pillow had connected.
"What was that for?"
Griffin looked up from the PS2 controller, chest bare also, bruises extending along his neck.
"You snore too loudly."