Danny made his way back to his room. He put his hand on the doorknob and slightly groaned when he realised this was an autolocking door. He dug out his key and opened the door.

The moment he was within inches of his bad he dropped. He didn't even bother with the covers. He hugged on of the pillows that his head rested on and clenched his eyes shut.

This had been far to much for him to deal with in one day. His parents were dead, he friends were dead, all to his doing. He was lost in a foriegn city, with no inkling as to how he got there. The only consolation, was the girl he had met here, who's hankerchief he still held in his pants pocket, next to his sisters hair ribbon.

He felt like crying again, and was sure a tear leaked out and fell down his cheek before exaustion completly won, and he fell asleep.