Reilly woke slowly. His eyes remained closed as his senses tried to process what had happened to him. He felt like a computer that had been shut down and was now rebooting. He gradually became aware of his surroundings. He couldn’t figure out why waking up was so hard. His eyes opened and he took in the unfamiliar sight of the room he was in. Sebastian. He was in Sebastian’s bed. Reilly stretched tentatively, anticipating the sharp pain that his knees gave him every morning, having stiffened up