Ballard lent Cyril a room close to the stables. That was very helpful because Cyril had neither money nor contacts in Miscello. His wounds had miraculously healed leaving a rather large scar.
Every night he tries to remember the person who stabbed him. Someone who looked like him, but also felt very different. People who look similar but have auras don't belong to humans. The question always arises whenever Cyril thinks about his stabber: What does it mean to hear that this story will continue if I die?
However, the more Cyril thought about it, the more he didn't understand. So, in the end, Cyril decided not to do such a thing as think.
He arrived yesterday at Miscello and after getting a room didn't go anywhere else. It was Ballard who forbade Cyril. The old man was worried about Cyril's wounds and shouted that he would throw him out into the street if he insisted on doing his job.
There was a knock on Cyril's door. "Cyril, are you in there?"
