Too many shadows, really. So many that it made things--people-- Clover hard to see. So much so that he almost missed her over on the ground, in the dark.
Blinking, he frowned some, trying to focus better as he shined the beam of the flashlight back over Clover. God, this place really wasn't all dreams and unicorns, was it? Wrinkling his nose, he hesitated a moment before crossing over to her.
"Cl-Clover?" He knelt down beside her, shining the light above her, rather than at her. So maybe he wasn't as high as he had been.. or maybe tripping over that dead guy, back there, was enough to bring him back to reality--a little.
He reached up to take her hand, which was still awkwardly reaching out for the light, "Heyy... H-hi..hello? it's me. Graham?"