Bridgette picked the room Misha suggested, and collapsed on the bed. She didn't realize it, but she was pretty tired. It had been a long, abnormal day to her, and a good nights rest seemed in order. With great effort, she managed to crawl under the blankets and curl up on her side. Soon enough, she drifted off to sleep.
Ryan sat in the room he had picked, feeling uneasy. Usually his powers didn't go out of control at night, but for some reason he felt unsure at that moment. Earlier that day he had fallen asleep and couldn't wake up, and was lucky no one was asleep near by. That, could have been bad. Ryan looked down at the bracelet. It was supposed to restrict their powers, and that offered him a little comfort. He supposed he should get in bed, but he really didn't want to, so he continued to sit on the floor and think, trying not to doze off. In a few minutes though, he fell asleep anyway, slumped against the wall.
In his dream, he couldn't really make sense of where he was. Still, he didn't see anyone around, so he didn't panic yet. He'd had weirder dreams. In his opinion, it sucked that when he dreamed, very rarely did he forget the dream, and that the dreams were very vivid. It made him feel as if he was awake, and never slept.