Breaking Contact
He doesn't know exactly what happened.
One minute, he was talking to Derek in the nexus. They'd chatted a bit, and Henry had wandered off, heading in the general direction of his portal home. He was finally starting to get used to having a 'home' now. It was nice.
Then he zoned out for a minute. It's something he was prone to doing, especially in the nexus where the sensory overload could be too much. Hell, it was something Henry would do for no reason at all. He was spacy sometimes.
Then he opened eyes he didn't remember closing and stared at the ceiling fan in his room. As he pushed himself up on his elbows, he realized he'd never lived here before. The desk, the globe, the photos on the wall were all unfamiliar to him. But he'd read about this room. He knew what had happened in this apartment. To Joseph. To him.
He opens his eyes again, and this time he sees the familiar ceiling of his bedroom in Colorado Springs. He sighs with relief and pulls himself back up to a sitting position.
He'd chalk it off as a bad dream if he wasn't still fully clothed, shoes and all.
One minute, he was talking to Derek in the nexus. They'd chatted a bit, and Henry had wandered off, heading in the general direction of his portal home. He was finally starting to get used to having a 'home' now. It was nice.
Then he zoned out for a minute. It's something he was prone to doing, especially in the nexus where the sensory overload could be too much. Hell, it was something Henry would do for no reason at all. He was spacy sometimes.
Then he opened eyes he didn't remember closing and stared at the ceiling fan in his room. As he pushed himself up on his elbows, he realized he'd never lived here before. The desk, the globe, the photos on the wall were all unfamiliar to him. But he'd read about this room. He knew what had happened in this apartment. To Joseph. To him.
He opens his eyes again, and this time he sees the familiar ceiling of his bedroom in Colorado Springs. He sighs with relief and pulls himself back up to a sitting position.
He'd chalk it off as a bad dream if he wasn't still fully clothed, shoes and all.