Hakkai awoke with a start to that now-familiar emotionless voice singing over the intercom again. He fumbled for his glasses on the bedside table out of instinct, and only then realized he was most definitely not where he'd passed out. Not that this was unusual here - though for once he could actually remember passing out, instead of the more abrupt transisions this place offered. His memory was hazy, but he could remember the buses stopping as night started to fall, and monsters attacking them. He had been fighting back, but his strength had been sapped somehow - evidently to the point where he couldn't keep up.

It was dim in the room now, and even without windows, he was fairly certain it was night. He wasn't sure, however, whether it was the same night, or whether he'd slept through the day entirely somehow. His sense of time was a mess in this place, and he still felt tired and lightheaded. He had half a mind to just roll over and try to get some more sleep, but a mix of curiosity and anxiety nagged at the back of his mind. Now that he was awake, he wasn't going to be able to shake it so easily.

He sighed, very slightly, at himself, and pushed the covers aside quietly. He'd try to find Gren - the other man might know what had happened on the buses, and they could always see what else was in the basement. Gathering his usual things, he slipped out into the hallway to head to the room just down the hall from him