Marix and Eilownia entered the bedroom. It was a medium sized room made with mismatched pieces of wood. Pushed against a wall in the corner was a small bed that looked like it was being held together with fishing net. The wood of the frame was made up of different sizes of lumber.
As soon as Marix saw the bed, his body suddenly felt like lead and pulled him downwards. Eilownia grabbed him with a loud gasp.
"Marix?!"
He shook his head and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, I just need some rest."
As she helped him stumble towards the bed, she stared at him with knitted eyebrows as his eyes were already beginning to close.
He rolled into the bed with a loud creak as particles of dust flew up from the tattered quilt.
Eilownia and Marix let out a few coughs as Eilownia waved her hand, trying to bat the dust away before letting out a sneeze.
