It is 4:45 AM. An alarm clock, set up underneath a black fan which, in itself, is propped up to point at a bed by a few cardboard boxes, begins chirping its annoying noise.

The person in bed stirs and rolls over to face the setup. Almost surprised at being rudely awakened, even though his mornings were almost sadly identical, he blindly reaches an arm out from under the fuzzy brown blanket and tries to reach under the fan for the snooze button, but only manages to hurt himself doing so. /Typical./

Truth be told, just looking at Dustin, it is quite obvious that the shirt will probably /always/ be too big on him. He has a much smaller frame than his older brother, who currently stands at about 6'1"; Dustin is currently only 5'7", and he currently weighs 109 pounds on the dot.

For example, Eternal likes to terrify Dustin whenever the boy looks into a mirror. This is how they met for the first time when Dustin was 4, and this is also why Dustin is, at times, deathly afraid of mirrors.

Dustin has never told anyone about Eternal. He knows that nobody would understand, or care long enough to understand as they're wheeling him off to the nut-house.