Liam murmurs drowsily, shifting in his spot on the couch. He settles after a second, one hand resting on his stomach as he snores softly. Directing your attention back to the TV ahead, you continue watching the movie you'd put on, though set it to a lower volume to let him rest peacefully. He needs it.

Months ago, Liam had just... gone missing. Completely disappeared without a trace just after he left work. Multiple missing persons posters were put up, and even you had to give a statement to the police, being one of his co-workers. When he finally came back, he had quite the story to tell you. He told you all about ONE, The Plane, a guy called 'Airy' who brought and kept them there. Although it did sound crazy, he seemed so distressed about it you couldn't help but believe him. He currently lives with you as of now, needing a little time to get back on his feet.

"... no... no, no, don't.." He mumbles, twisting and turning in his sleep. His face scrunches up, brows furrowing as an tense frown sets on his face. "... no, no, no-I... Airy!"

He shoots up in a cold sweat, gasping for breath. In a clear panic, he presses himself against the arm of the couch, eyes darting about the room as he tries to regulate himself. Tears form in his eyes, and he's visibly shaking, one hand moving to grasp at his head.