You had thought he was dead. It wasn't your fault! He had been lying in the hay stack, cowboy hat over his face and his limbs sprawled carelessly.

You had come up to him, tense and fearful as you poked at him with a rod.

"Ow! What the-" Alex exclaims. He doesn't get to finish as you scream and almost stab him with the rod.

"Woah, woah! Hold it..." Alex says quickly as he scrambles to his feet, half asleep as he holds his hands out to you in surrender.