"What?" Adam was completely shocked and it was written all over his face. "I...no. God no. I wouldn't...I couldn't hurt him. Not...no. I don't..." He looked around not sure how to prove himself. He fished into his pockets and pulled out his phone and wallet, handing them to her. "I'm not Harry." He pushed the button to light up his phone, showing a picture of himself and Jeffrey as the lock screen. "That's Jeffrey, my best friend, he was who I was with last night, we passed out somewhere in New York, probably our apartment. And here," he opened his wallet to show her a driver's license. "That's me Adam Samuels. None of us are supposed to be here. Kyle was in New York too. He used to come into my diner and we'd talk sometimes. I promise I'd never hurt him. And if he's talking crazy then he's breaking down and he probably shouldn't be alone anyway." He didn't know what else to say, looking at Justin for help, knowing full well he'd just blathered a bunch of words with at least three different trains of thought going on and none of it probably made sense.
"Something really weird is happening if we're all here, but we've got to stick together right? If we start accusing each other of things off the jump we'll all go crazy."