"This must've been someone's sleeping quarters," he murmured.
Then he frowned. He wondered why there was only one room with a bed in it. The other rooms were empty, but this one had a bed.
'This looks super fishy… but I don't have a choice anyway.'
What could he do? For now, he needed to focus on his next steps. The pager was useless. No information about the place. No leads. He didn't even know if this forest was safe… or if it had monsters.
He sat down slowly on the edge of the bed.
The mattress held.
Didn't collapse.
Didn't crumble.
Amon exhaled a long breath he hadn't realized he was holding.
"At least I won't have to sleep on stone tonight."
Yeah. The poor boy decided to stay at this place for a few days. Despite looking suspicious, it was still better than the dark forest surrounding it.
He lay back for a moment, staring at the cracked ceiling above him. His body ached from everything that had happened. The fight, the portal, the climb, the constant tension.
