I was surprised to see another concrete wall at the end of the tunnel, and it seemed like there was no way out. Confused, I furrowed my brow and asked, "Isn't this a dead end?"
Aubin aimed the flashlight up at his face. "Boo! Wrong! This is where it all awaits us." He produced a single, lonely chair from seemingly nowhere and sat down. "We need to rest up for tonight."
"Where did you get that chair?"
"Oh, this? You don't think this is my first time here, do you? I've learned from experience that sleeping on a chair is far more comfortable than on the wet ground."
The puddle was about two inches high and reached my ankle. It wasn't enough to slow us down while walking through, but it was an absolute torment to sleep on.
Scipio piled his baggage and sat on it, with Izara on his lap. Meanwhile, I squeezed myself onto the rolling box, taking up a bit of Aidan's space.
