Hawk lay in bed with his face buried in the pillow, even though the room was dimly lit as it was. Something, though, made him suddenly stir, and he pushed himself up, muttering "Oh shit."

He dragged himself out of bed with a groan, and stumbled across the cool dark room to the door. Rather than open it right away he fetched up against it, having to bend just a little to put his ear against it near its top edge. For a moment, he just listened, but the next room was conspicuously quiet.

He slid the door open, letting in a rosy, bright light.