Around midnight, I finally fell into a fitful sleep in the chair. I must have slipped out of the chair at some point during the night, though, because I ended up on the floor the next morning. The sound of the door being unlocked and opened made me stir. Before I could get good and awake, Marty was back in my apartment looking down at me as I slept under the Christmas tree. "What a great present!" He said snidely, "Too bad I already unwrapped it. Even worse, no return policy, huh?" --ar 16:9  --p r3adrti