From that moment, his shift went by in a blur. Hal grabbed his hoodie from the employee area. He was moving with no conscious effort, in fact he was half asleep. This normally happened around midnight, and for some reason, progressively it would wax and wane with the moon's cycles. He wobbled back towards Ash's table. "Alright, let's go." He threw a thumb behind him, pointing towards the door. His eyes were droopy and exhausted.