He was leery. Not just of the potion, although the fact she brought up them not trusting her made him even MORE sus of the Professor, but also because... Evan was glad he didn't remember most of his dreams. What if he had nightmares? What if his mind re-imagined what had happened to Noah, or the bodies he'd seen, or made something happen to Maya and Lisa? What if his dreams just showed him entirely alone for all of eternity, no friends and all of his family gone?

He didn't want to do this. The nap part had sounded amazing. Until it was mentioned the potion would also help with dreams.

He stared at it for a minute, before looking around the room at his classmates - the ones who had taken the potions and the ones who were procrastinating. He could see his little sister down it and then immediately fall asleep. Although he still didn't trust it... well, solidarity. Ev sighed softly before downing the potion and getting himself comfortable on his pillow as his eyes fluttered shut.

And he found himself in a white room.