Chapter 5: More Dreams of the Past
As John closed up shop he gave out a long sigh. He had finally gotten rid of Scarlett.
John felt that Scarlett was a bit of an eccentric, but he didn’t dislike that about her. He was more motivated to send her off because it was so late.
Scarlett would semi-regularly visit him to talk about her research. John didn’t understand exactly what Scarlett's research was and told her so, but she insisted that the opinion of someone outside her field was helpful.
All he knew is it had something to do with archaeology. From the last conversation they had, she was developing a new method to reconstruct corpses, at least he thinks it was. John could see the value in reconstructing ancient corpses for the archaeologist community, and so did what he could to help out.
Regardless, those conversations they had went on for hours, and John was not willing to stay up that late to have them. So, he was quick to send Scarlett on her way.
John: “Geez, these researchers really need to pay more attention to the time. Normal people are sleeping right now. Why did she think my store would still be open at this hour? Well, I guess it's partly my fault too.” He said as he looked at the book he was reading earlier.
John had gotten his hands on an interesting fantasy novel and had been reading it voraciously. It was why the store was still open when Cid found it. John himself had lost track of time while he was reading the book, forgetting to close up the shop.
John: “I guess it still turned out for the best. I would've missed Cid if I had closed up my shop earlier, but I don't want to be making a habit of staying up so late.”
John could suddenly hear whimpering at the base of the stairs on the main floor. Looking over he could see a large pure white malamute with blue eyes looking at him expectedly.