Zax eyed the bottle "i don't drink, even when it's free" he said "sorry but i'm gonna hit the hay early, i haven't had a good sleep in ages" he said as he stretched the bartender gave him the keys to his room "well i don't know whether the fog will disperse in the morning, but my gut says it won't, one can hope i suppose" zax waved at the rest of them as he headed up some stairs there was a hallway of doors going from 5-16 the number engraved in his key was 19 so he headed up the next flight but there was another hallway labelled 20-30 he went back down a flight realising that was the top floor he patrolled along the hallway looking at the doorsas soon as he got to 16 upon closer inspection there was a ladder opposite the 16 door he climbed it and three doors labelled 17, 18 and 19 were there he went through 19 unlocking it
as he opened the door he looked around the room it was an attic room the ceiling slanted there was one window in the wall which looked out to the harbour an old bed with a clean mattress and sheet and a desk he sat at the desk and lit a candle with the complimentary matches and edited the map's route they were going to take in hopes that they avoid more weather phenomena's as he was writing his eyes got gradually heavier and before long he was falling asleep he blew out the candle and let his face fall on the desk and he fell into a blissful sleep
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