Morning went exactly as I had suspected. Travis was nowhere to be found, and neither was that suspicious guide Teresa.
“Great,” I muttered, then began doing stretches.
“Shurikit,” I heard someone call. “Mind if I come in?”
I opened the door. “Who…? Oh, hi Jim. What’s up?”
He looked like he was going to say something, but ended up remaining silent.
“What?” I looked down at myself. “Want me to put on a shirt?”
“No, your underwrappings are fine. I was just wondering about… something else. Maybe I’ll tell you later.”
“Sure, I guess? I’m gonna head out; maybe hit up the city,” I replied, picking up my clothes. “Hopefully the rest of my pals are still kicking.”
“Hmm… safe travels.”
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As I flew along the coastline towards Chandonis, I noticed a familiar figure lying on the rocks.
“Ah! Blake, buddy,” I called, landing on the rock next to him. “How’ve you been?”
“Not so hot,” he replied, sitting up.
“Where’s everyone else?”