The wind breezed through the curtains while the leaves rustled of outside
"Yawn"
He went out of the sleeping bag and sat the reddish lighting
'Nate and that purple haired lady are not on this continent' he put the map on the carpet 'this place is the size of a small country, the mice would have found him if he was here'
He stood up, stretching his arms and legs 'the are five cities on the map' he picked up his garment 'I'll go to Utal and see what happened'
He reappeared inside a dirt cave and smiled as he looked at the dungeon system 'Gordon is at level 167, those ogres trained him well'
He stepped out of the cave and looked down at the ravine as the gentle breeze brushed against his skin
'Theo and the others have reached the city' he reappeared next to the ravine 'when the pipes get fixed they'll die inside but their bodies will poisen the water '
The pabbles clattered down the canyon wall as Vice pleasantly walked through the canyon at half light
