Morgan's POV

I woke up from a dreamless slumber.

It took some time to readjust my sight to seeing in the dark. Blinking, I stumbled out of bed to the switch, turning it on. 9:45 p.m.

Rubbing my eyes, I tried to remember what had led to me waking up before I remembered that I had passed out after dinner. Winston must have tucked me into bed. But what happened before I passed out?

Trying to think deeper, I just couldn't get a hold of the events before I passed out. My bones seemed to creak with each step, making my muscles difficult to get into motion.

I headed to...