The Boy Who's Cold
Lucas entered a plain, but warm-looking living room that had only two windows facing the street. It had four double beds in the middle and one table in the centre supported by six chairs around it.
The fireplace that was connected to the kitchen was warming this place up, lightening with already lit candles and the smell of freshly made bread.
The floor was black and wooden, similar to the one in the weapon shop. It was making a squeaking noise as well, 'I guess all the buildings here are the same...' Lucas walked next to the first bed he saw.
He turned his face to everyone and gently placed the boy on the bed, "here, you can stay on this bed for now."
Lucas didn't bother to ask if he was allowed to stay on the bed or not, but he didn't care, since everyone seemed relaxed.
"What is this place?" Kali's eyes were wandering around.