And he heard movement. Shuffling. Walking? Shuffling? Was it one of those monsters? A zombie? Sometimes they managed to find their way down into the sewer. Also sometimes, a ghoul would be high as fuck, get bitten, end back up underground, and turn. That was probably not pleasant.
But then there was a beam of light that accompanied the walking. Squinting, he moved to bring his hand up over his eyes-- the light was blinding and his head was already pounding.
"The fuck?" He waved the light away, before turning and rolling back over onto his back. Bringing both hands up to press the heels of his hands against his eyes, he mumbled a very unenthusiastic, "hiii..." Honestly, he had no fucking clue who she was.