Tracy went to the bathroom to fetch a cold wash cloth and placed it on Harry's forehead as he lay down.

"Harry, what happened!?" She wiped his forehead and realized he was in a deep sleep.

She shook him firmly and was able to get him to wake. His eyes opened slowly.

"Harry! My God! Are you okay?"

Tracy was panicked. She made sure he wasn't injured by checking his body for cuts or anything out of the ordinary. She couldn't tell that anything was wrong other than she found him sleeping very soundly on the floor of the guest room. Just then, Harry sat up on his elbows.

"I...