Chapter 252: Wooden Cabin (3)
Teacher Harriett’s plan to “leave immediately after the rain stopped” did not come to pass.
Because the heavy rain continued through the entire afternoon and only gradually eased as night fell.
By that time, the objective conditions no longer allowed the group to continue traveling. The mountain paths were slippery and rugged after the rain, and moving in the dark made it easy to slip, fall, or even slide off the trail. As the leader, Harriett could not bring herself to tell the students to simply push through it.
So, everyone had no choice but to stay in the wooden cabin for the night.
The students were actually quite happy about it. No one wanted to trek long distances through muddy, filthy roads in the cold aftermath of a downpour. Compared to that, resting in a relatively dry shelter was far more comfortable.
In truth, though, the cabin itself wasn’t in great condition either.
It smelled terrible inside. Whether sitting or lying down, a foul, rotten stench seeped everywhere, constantly rushing into their noses in waves. Layers of dirt had been scraped from the floor again and again, yet the smell still lingered, refusing to dissipate. It was almost baffling—how could such a small dead raven produce such a strong odor?
Besides the stench, temperature was also an issue.
The shelter had no chimney. To keep the fire going, both windows had to be left open.