FIFTY-SEVEN...
Yusuf stirred from his sleep, his mind gradually emerging from the depths of slumber as he became aware of a soft voice calling out to him. Blinking his eyes open, he found himself greeted by the sight of his sister standing by his bedside, her expression a mixture of surprise and relief.
"Yusuf, you're finally awake," his sister exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine concern. "I was worried when you didn't come back last night. Where were you?"
Yusuf sat up slowly, the events of the previous night flooding back to him. He remembered the intense conversation with Gates, the weight of his master's words lingering in his mind like an unshakeable burden.
As his sister wrapped him in a warm embrace, Yusuf couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over him. Her presence was a soothing balm to his troubled thoughts, grounding him in the reality of the moment.