CHAPTER 21 (PART 2): THE BLUE ROSES

Stepping inside, the room was dark and quiet, but bigger than what Arth had expected. He was used to living in small compartments alone, so staying here with the boys would totally be a whole new experience.

Arth paused shortly the moment he spotted Janshai, squatting on one of the beds. His head and back was leaning on the wall, with his eyes closed. Arth could not remember when Janshai had his rest, as he had been fully awake for two nights straight. Plus, he just lost a huge amount of blood.

Quietly and carefully, Arth entered, gazing around the dark room. It had four single beds and two wooden desks. There was a bottle of milk lying on the floor, so Arth picked it up. It was half-full, causing him to look at Janshai. He shook his head and then placed the bottle on the desk beside the bed of the sleeping guy.

Arth went to the other bed beside Janshai’s. It made a squeaking sound as he sat on the side of the soft