Alex and the owner walked up the stairs and headed to Silvia's room. The room in question was on the second floor. As they were passing by each door, Alex suddenly asked a question: "Why don't the doors have any numbers on them?"
The owner suddenly stopped and turned around, look right him. "When I first opened his place, I didn't have the money to have the numbers engraved on the doors."
The owner turned back and continued to walk forward. Alex wanted to ask him more but after seeing the owner's brief explanation, he decided against it.
From the owner's attitude he could tell he didn't want talk. That attitude surprised and confused him, he didn't know why he didn't want to talk about it.
It didn't take long for them to reach a certain door and the owner lifted his right hand, and knocked on it. All the doors looked the same, he wondered how the owner found the right one.
The door was flung open and standing there was Silivia. She was dresset and all ready to go, like she knew we were coming. "Are you all ready?"
She looked at Alex and nodded, she said: "All ready I just need to take care one or two more things, and I'll meet you downstairs; I shouldn't be more than 10 minutes at best." She said that and then closed the door with a thump.
He wasn't sure what she still needed to take care of but he decided to ignore it. He turned to the owner of this place and exchanged a few words.
It take long for the two of them to leave and walk back down the stairs together. Alex chose to leave the inn for a while and explore the village.
Alex went out the door and the first thing he saw was the morning sun. It was dazzling blinding his eyes. The blurryness only lasted for a second, before his vision returned to him.
When his vision returned he could see what was infront of him. He could see a dirt road and a few wooden buildings. Before he could even take a step forward. He saw a carriage ride pass him.
He didn't see it for long before he was blinded by the dust. Before he was blinded by the dust flying in his face. It looked like a ordinary carriage with what looked like a pair of old horses pulling the carriage.
Although it was so close to him, he couldn't see it clearly. By the time he could see properly, he could only see the back of it. He tried to see if their was something eye catching about it but it seemed simply too him.
He let it go and walked down the dirt road. He passed through many buildings but nothing he saw was caught his attention. After walking around for a bit he returned to the inn.
The owner saw him and smiled. "Did you find anything interesting?"
He didn't want too into ditale and he simply shook his head. Alex didn't even wait a moment to see if the owner changed his face and walked up the stairs.