You had slept soundly. It was odd — usually insomnia got the best of you.

You woke up with a hammering headache; was it alcohol causing it? Who knew. As you looked to your side, you saw Reagan laying right beside you, blacked out too. She opened her eyes right as you did.

“Oh hell no! What is this!?”

Reagan shouted, immediately jumping up and interrogating you. You knew as much as her, though. You had been working with her in Cognito for a couple months as her counterpart.