Ark went back to their apartment, had dinner, took a steaming hot shower and went to bed.
He had told everything he discovered to Emma, leaving no detail out, but all he got was a few long moments of laughter.
She couldn't pass up on the opportunity to get a few laughs from the absurdity of the story but after laughing to her satisfaction, Emma gave it some thought.
Adding this to what she had noticed, it was now clear that something was going on in the fourth shelter, they went over what they knew for some time before deciding to discuss it the next day.
When the clock struck twelve, Ark suddenly sat up straight in one of the rooms and moved through the darkness, until he got to a very stuffed bag.
It was the same bag Emma had asked him about recently.
He ripped it open, smiling at the content within it. Anyone who saw him would be terrified beyond comprehension because in that bag was…
"I should probably ask Silver first."
"Console, Enter the white room."
