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.