Chapter 36: Dorm room.... or so they said
After escaping from the savage money drinking mall, he headed towards his dorm room with the help of the map on the phone.
"Let's see". He whipped out the phone from his pocket and quickly navigated his way to the map section. He started to follow the directions on the map, the rest of the school blurred past him.
After several turns a climb up a wide spiral staircase flanked with holographic displays, and a series of curses directed at the school.
His exact thought were
"Which bastard created this sick school, you could have at least put a mode of transportation".
he finally arrived at what the map labeled as "Dormitory Sector: Southern wing." The entrance was framed by towering arches, and curses spilled violently out of his mouth as he approached.
With a soft hiss, the doors parted, revealing a wide, well-lit hall lined with individual rooms. A holographic screen hovered near the entrance, projecting names and room numbers in sleek silver fonts. Zephyr scanned the list until he found his own.
"Room 117," he muttered, stepping forward. His footsteps echoed lightly on the polished wood floor as he made his way down the hallway. The air was cool and crisp, laced with the faint scent of something floral. He stopped in front of his room, which was marked by a seamless metal panel with a glowing number etched into its surface.
He raised his hand to the biometric scanner, and after a brief hum, the door slid open. His eyes widened at the sight within.