Morning. You woke up to the fact that the light was making its way into your room. You cursed yourself for forgetting to close the curtains again. Looking at your watch, you realized that you woke up earlier than usual, but you didn't feel like sleeping anymore. You sat on the bed for a while longer, and then, wearing ordinary clothes, left the room. You walked down the hallway, which was dimly illuminated by the light from the windows, and headed for the communal kitchen.  When you went in there, you saw Simon. The man, holding a mug in his hands and sitting sideways, rolled over the table. You wanted to say good morning, but you noticed that the man seemed to be dozing.