Sleep sleep sleep....
Mmmm....
. . . . . . .
Sssssix.
. . ? . .
Waaaake up.
. . . ?
"Wha.." he opened his eyes, looking around the room expecting someone to be there- he was alone. The sun barely shown at this hour, and nearly everyone was still asleep. Except 6, of course; he wasn't awaken by rude nightmares, or screaming, scary sounds in his head this time. Just a soft whisper that told him to wake up. It was a nice change.
With a yawn he forced himself to sit up from where he was laying on the floor; 6 had fallen asleep over one of his drawings the night before and hadn't moved from that spot since he had passed out.
"To early... night night." his body flopped back over on his stomach. Something was different. The ground was softer.
No, it wasn't the ground, it was him. His hand was brought up to his neck and lingered a moment. Something was wrong, yes, something wasn't there.
"M-my key! Where is it!?"
