Gustav came out of the cabin and rinsed his face. He looked in the mirror and twitched. His face was ghastly pale and his eyes glowed morbidly. He looked like some terrifying specter taken out of a ghostly dream. If anyone sees him in such a state....
If David sees him in such a state....
He took a few breaths to calm his pounding heart.
It worked. Barely.
He washed his face once more. He wet his hair, but it was nothing. They will dry...
Someone opened the bathroom door. Gustav twitched. He quickly reached for a paper towel. Too quickly. His broken arm hurt. He muttered a curse in his mouth. It was nothing. He began to wipe his face.
The man who entered the restroom was an engagement party guest. No one important as far as Gustav knew. He nodded to Meiden and without a word headed for the urinal. Nature was calling.
