The worker is in a deep slumber.

"WAKE UP! THIS IS AN ORDER, I AM THE LAW."

The worker continues to nap, undisturbed despite you shaking him. This guy's a real juggernaut of sleep.

You gently shake his shoulder, but nothing happens. This man could probably sleep soundly in a ship's engine room.

[Leave.]

A colourful piece of plastic is dangling from his carabiner... hmm. Makes your fingers itch.

On the counter -- rolled out of his open hand -- you see a blister pack of headache medicine.

Perhaps he's on his way to where you just came from -- into the primordial darkness?

A man is sleeping at the table, wearing mud-caked boots and rolled down overalls. The back of his shirt reads "WILD PINES", encircled by a logo with a tree.

He looks one with the table. It would take quite some effort to wake him up.