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Dara didn't know how he ended up there.

But he counted himself very lucky.

There was a little chance in hell that he came across these people who were so aggressive and yet so helpful.

And yet he did. He was thankful and relieved.

They were not really that bad like he had earlier thought but they were not entirely good either so he had to watch everything he told them and control everything he did in front of them.

He hid his identity, in the start it was a voluntary response to their questions but now he was somewhat relieved that he had not told them who he actually was.

He was also aware that the people in front of him might not have told him who they really are as well.

Currently Dara was in a shelter. It was big enough to hold four people comfortably but with them being five and Dara bring the six one, it was a little crowded.

Resulting, one man and the woman of the group were sitting outside.