Chapter 21: New Arrivals (1)
Hope opened the door to the roof and a rush of mist greeted him with its cool touch. His hair flowed gently as he looked up and viewed the silvery dawn with last night's fog lifting up to the peaks of distant high-rise buildings.
The long night had passed, and it was time to journey again. He had more of a direction and description this time to find Sector Two.
But the only variable that needed awakening was the boy.
"..."
Hope recalled that in the middle of the night, the boy had woken up:
The boy at first twitched himself awake, eyes blinking to see through the darkness of the staircase they were in. A mix of fear, confusion, and worry formed on his face as he tried to recall what happened that night.
If he could recall anything at all.
But the boy started breathing heavily as if he had run a mile or so, looking around in a hurried manner in search for something.
After groping around in the darkness, he accidentally had grabbed onto Hope's boot.
His eyes finally made out the silhouette of Hope's form.
Hope remained silent to observe what kind of reaction the boy would have when he woke up, his own eyes already long adjusting to the darkness.