Chapter 65: Boy scouts.
It was a pleasant feeling. Lee felt as if he woke up in a bed, a hard one, but a real bed. It took him few moments to register he was in the same grotto they arrived to last night, if one could define the time that way around here.
After the sleepless nights in the pine tree, then the blob farm, and then running to this place, Lee was dead tired. He still hung on until their waterskin bags were filled with the local delicacy in the form of the disgusting stew, and together with Butalax sat in a more remote spot to eat.
Only then he noticed that not only the ground, but even the buildings were covered in darkish moss – the only vegetation he had seen in this world so far. It was probably responsible for the fresh air in the cave and the barely noticeable humidity.
Right, passing out on that moss gave him the illusion of sleeping in a bed. Butalax didn't like it, though. He continuously warned Lee to not eat it – apparently countless newcomers had died to this mistake, not that Lee was about to attempt it anyway.
He was fully reinvigorated though. As expected, the spark had healed him during the sleep and all he missed was a cold shower. And a breakfast.
Unfortunately only the last part was provided, and unfortunately it consisted of the same stew as the last night's dinner.
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After the meal they left the grotto and the warehouse district outside the tunnel. Before resuming their trip they had a prayer towards the rising blood moon again, although Lee couldn't believe he had slept for so long. He didn't have much time to think, though – soon he had to concentrate on keeping up with Butalax.
This time the run didn't last too long – it was only around a fifth of the distance compared to that from the blob farm to the grotto.