It takes a few moments for Alex Marshall’s brain to catch up with his eyes. While the latter adjust to the light, the former is trying to figure out why the white linens and the warm yellow walls look familiar. All at once, he realizes that he is in a room at the Metropolitan Inn… the hotel where Trevor is staying… and he is in Trevor’s room. In his bed.

He rolls over to face the other side of the bed, swinging his arm to drape it over Trevor. Instead it hits the sheet-covered mattress. There is no one else in the bed.

“Trev?” he calls out, but there is no noise from the bathroom and nothing else to indicate the presence of another person in the room. Alex shifts himself to an upright position and rubs his eyes. Despite his disorientation, he does feel well-rested.

The digital clock on the glass-topped nightstand reveals that it is 7:44 a.m. He has never known Trevor to be much of an early riser, although maybe the time change from London has his body severely out of whack. Maybe he went to pick up breakfast.

Alex smiles at the thought and gets out of bed. His clothes, which he expected to be strewn around like they were last night, have been folded and neatly stacked on a chair in the corner. He slips into his boxer-briefs and fishes his phone out of his jeans pocket.

Sure enough, there is a text from Trevor.

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Episode #666

Since 1997, Footprints has told the tales of
the Fisher siblings -- Tim, Molly, Sarah, and Jason, and Ryan, the brother they never knew they had. From romance to mystery to grand adventure, Footprints follows in the tradition of television's great daytime dramas, spinning a story with no end in sight...