Denzel was curled up in his bed. He didn't have the energy to get up and play, in fact he didn't have the energy to do anything. He had a book by his side, but he couldn't focus on it enough to read. Huddled down into his blankets, he simply stared at the wall.

He didn't want to say anything to Cloud or Tifa, or even Eiko, but the appearance of the man with silver hair on the network had really shook him up.