It was dark, but not too dark, thin strips of yellow light slipping between the cracks in the wooden walls. It was daytime, meaning his guess had been accurate. Okay, that helped put one of his worries at ease. He whirled around, hand on the hammer at his side as he heard the door to the car as it began to open. He reached over and closed his coffin, before slipping back in a space between two piles of crates, hoping to God this wasn’t a unicorn who wouldd shine a light to help them see.