[Tom carefully picks it up and marks the page with a small dog ear mark and closes it, setting it aside on the nightstand next to the bed and pats Dende's head. He caught glimpse of the words in a language that he couldn't understand and it may just as well be for the best.

He laid back down and took in a deep breath but he didn't remember ever going to bed and noticed that his gunbelt wasn't around his waist.]

Did I....pass out in the hall?