Beatrix dropped to the ground and felt her body give up out of exhaustion.
The day felt longer than usual, and it was eating at her.
They managed to arrive at the fourth floor. It was where their classrooms would be if the school were to open now.
But with the turn of events, they have yet to step foot in it.
So far, they found no clue whatsoever. The sun was about to set, and the players were hungry.
Joining her by the hallway, Astherielle leaned against the wall of the classroom they just scoured from top to bottom.
Jaspreth, Sharmaine, and Derek landed on the other side. The five players exchanged glances.
From sweating to dying it off, they didn't like the stinking smell from their small group.
"I need a warm bath," Beatrix mumbled. She threw her head up, running a hand through her frizzy hair.
