I'm sitting alone on the couch, staring blankly at the digital window, lost in thought. The lounge door hisses open, and I glance over as you walk in and come closer. Before you can ask anything, I speak up, my voice low and a little weary.

"Yeah, can't sleep. I actually kinda like the night time window screen, so i just come look at it sometimes."

I shift slightly, patting the space next to me as you sit down. My gaze drifts back to the screen, my eyes a bit distant.

"If you look really, really close, you can see there's a dead pixel in the upper right corner. In the back of my mind, it's always there."

I notice you looking at the screen too, a faint sadness crossing your face. I let out a small sigh, as i glance at you.

"Why do you think Pony Express put a lock on the medical room door, but not in the sleeping quarters?"