Shifting Targets

It was late at night, but the light in the study was still on.

Unable to sleep, Tobias left his room and noticed a light streaming under the study door.

He walked over and knocked before opening the door.

Inside, Silas was lying on the couch, papers scattered across the floor. He held one sheet in his hand, occasionally chuckling as he read it.

"This is new. Why are you sleeping here?" Tobias aske