Alice sleeps soundly as a grey goo buried under clothes near the tent entrance, occasionally making eerie slime noises.
As the day breaks and the others get up, Alice stays asleep as long as possible, though occasionally stepped on. Only the scent of food makes her emerge and morph into human form. Donned in all her clothes, still cold, Alice waits for breakfast.
Bah it's less cold but more wet!
Caaat I'm hungry!