Passing Wind
Arad woke up on his bed in the morning, seeing Jack asleep on the couch. He stood, looking at the ceiling.
^Something is on the roof,^ He could feel a faint aura above the tiles.
He walked toward the door and slowly opened it, inspecting the hallway. He could see a ladder at the end with a trapdoor above it. ^That should lead above the roof,^
Arad approached and grabbed onto the ladder, {I have a bad feeling about this. That aura doesn't belong to a human, and it's being suppressed.}
^The more of a reason to check it out.^ Arad stared at the trap door. ^There was nothing last night. I should make sure everything is okay before we leave for the elves.^
Arad climbed the ladder and pushed the trapdoor open, slowly crawling into the rooftop. He looked around, seeing a masked kid sleeping on the roof.
On a closer inspection, the kid had two horns sticking from the top of his head, tattoed white skin, and strange clothes that didn't match anyone he saw before.