'Without these souls, things might not have gone as easily as they did.' Watching the soul points decreasing from his reserves, Jinn let out a long, strained sigh.
He looked out of the window, and the sun was already on its last breath. The blue moon was slowly revealing itself as well.
His gaze drifted to the second bed, where his roommate was snoring like a giant blue monster.
Seeing him sleep so soundly, Jinn felt sleep catching up to him. Without any effort, he found himself drifting into the dream realm.
…
Not even a minute had passed since Jinn slept when Dean, who was supposed to be sleeping like a log, suddenly opened his eyes.
He got up from the bed and approached Jinn's bed with an unreadable look on his face.
For a second, he did not move from jinn's bedside, and then he suspiciously slipped his hands into his pockets and took out a long black object.
Looking at Jinn's sleeping face, his lips curled up with a sinister smile as he whispered to himself.
