Surely everyone can’t know each other, right?

"Yawn*"

I slept like a log. The first thing I noticed was that most of my wounds didn't hurt anymore. I hated to admit it but the doctor's medicine might have been something more than just a health drink- but who knew? Surely, not me.

I sighed. I couldn't conjure up a better reaction.

The room was dark but light poke through the window. I looked out. It was night and the whole city was lit up. Every house had at least one light. It was fun to stare at the lights. It reminded that there was still hope, there was still civilization. I was still alive.

The sky shimmered as well. The stars were playing hide and seek with the clouds.

Will it rain?

The thought of rain brought back horrible memories. I had to focus on something else, or I'd drown in emotions.

I put on my armor and headed downstairs. The wooden stairs made creaks as I walked. There was a familiar scent in the air. The scent of alcohol. And some murmurs.

They must have already started drinking.