When the fat man opens the door for Kaito to enter, Kaito thanks him with a nod and slips inside the Black Moon Tavern.
The interior is even more old-fashioned than the facade would suggest, dimly lit and with nary a customer at the rectangular tables. Even so, the air is heavy with the smell of booze and cigarette smoke. There's little light, just a few flickering candles scattered around the uneven tables, and tobacco smoke still hangs in the air, which is a little uncomfortable, but nothing compared to the musty stench of that little Celestial dungeon.
Kaito follows what appears to be the proprietor to the back of the tavern's premises, where a lone figure lies on a small bed in a room that doesn't even have a door. Kaito's heart races when he sees the young man, for he recognizes his black hair gently falling over his pale face and his worn robes.
The man discreetly points to the bed where Alex is lying and says:
