Dave POV

I felt the sunlight going into my eyes as I opened it up slowly. I sat up on the mat and yawned a bit. My head hurts. It hurts both it can't hurt as much as my heart. Or at least, if I still had one.

"Good morning!" I heard Oliver say.

"Yeah, morning." I replied.

"What's up Dave? You don't sound too good." He said.

"Nothing." I said.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked.

"Not long enough I guess. You slept all through yesterday." He replied and sat with me.

"That long?" I asked.

"Yeah. You seemed very tired so I didn't bother to wake you up." He replied.

"I need to leave. I can't stay here." I said.

"Huh? Why not?" He asked.

"I can't just sit around doing nothing. My revenge won't come looking for me." I said.

"What really is your plan?" He asked me.

"Nothing." I said.