Kane was beyond napping when the knock came at the door--he was dead asleep, fully clothed, on the couch. His subconscious had to alert him that the sound was coming from real life, and not from a dream, before he rolled over and sat up, groggy.
Christ. The door. Of course. Because he could never rest in peace around here.
He stood up, stumbling a little on his way, collecting himself quickly before pulling the door open. The chain was in place, so he got about two inches of Vlad's face before he panicked and nearly slammed the door shut again.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded, eyes widening. He was more terrified than accusatory, especially after what Vlad had done to Luca...