Book Five, Chapter 118: Night Watch
I tried to rest—I really did—but the anticipation prodded me awake.
For a moment, a fleeting thought entered my mind: after Second Blood, I could easily be dead, and I might actually be able to get a nap.
I had to dismiss that. It was sometimes scary how casual I could be about my own death.
Not quite as scary as realizing that one of the lights on the red wallpaper had changed—and suddenly, while lying on the ground in the night, I was On-Screen.
That wasn't so out of the ordinary in a normal storyline. But this was a found footage storyline, and with few exceptions, the only things that ended up On-Screen were things I filmed with the camera in my magic pocket.
But here I was, On-Screen, trying not to open my eyes too quickly.
Still, I took a deep breath, opened them, and then stretched my neck.
By the time I did that, I was back Off-Screen.
I looked around the room.