A nice relaxing day?
The familiar notification woke Tristan up the following day.
Ding!
Only three hundred and seventy-nine hours and thirty-four minutes remained until the level's conclusion.
It also meant he had three days until his father's return.
'There must be something I could do to get out of this level without waiting.' He thought while looking at the notification. 'But there doesn't seem to be any hint here.'
Tristan sat up in bed, looking out the window and watching the sun rise above the horizon. The morning sun shone brightly, warming his face. The birds were singing their morning songs, happily greeting the day.
A light breeze blew through the open windows, bringing a fresh scent with it. The smell reminded him of his childhood home in the countryside. He smiled fondly, remembering those days.