Taking cover from the insanity
Everything had seemingly blown up and gone to hell and Henry was taking refuge in his room. Devon and Tesla had gone on some kind of raid with John, gotten captured - prompting a rescue mission, which had been scrapped when they'd rescued themselves. Some baddie had snuck through and Nigel had wound up killing him and was currently holed up in his own room hiding from the world. Tesla had been dinged up and Magnus was hovering around him like.. well, like something that hovered. And Druitt... he shuddered at the thought. Druitt was scaring the crap out of him. More than usual.
Henry had raided the kitchen for anything that wasn't perishable he could stay in his room with, deciding the better part of valor was avoiding everything until it was safe. He'd shot Ashley a text letting her know where he was and not to reveal his location, even under torture.
Currently, he was scarfing down a bag of Doritos and washing it down with Coke as he watched a bootleg copy of The Green Lantern. He checked for the fortieth time to make sure his door was locked and the lights were off.
Henry had raided the kitchen for anything that wasn't perishable he could stay in his room with, deciding the better part of valor was avoiding everything until it was safe. He'd shot Ashley a text letting her know where he was and not to reveal his location, even under torture.
Currently, he was scarfing down a bag of Doritos and washing it down with Coke as he watched a bootleg copy of The Green Lantern. He checked for the fortieth time to make sure his door was locked and the lights were off.