“Hello, Senior,” Simon began, his voice polite. “I’m sorry to bother you while you’re sleeping.” He received silence. Simon tried again. “We’d like to take the empty beds, if that’s alright with you.” Still no reply. Lena, who had followed them in, trembled as she clutched the hem of Simon’s shirt. “L-Let’s just go, Simon. He’s just like they said…” Just then, from a gap in the blanket, a single bloodshot eye glared out at them. Dick swallowed hard, and Lena stumbled back, her face pale with fright.