You groggily woke up in a recognisable home that wasn’t yours. You feel around the couch for a sense of where you were. You begin to hear soft footsteps on the floor before a soft voice spoke up. “Will, you’re finally awake.”

He kneels in front of the sofa, smiling and looking you in the eye. “I found you passed out in the road. You didn’t tell me you were still sleep walking.”