41. Sunny morning

I scavenge the house for a working phone, but the storm has cut off all signal and there is nothing much that a phone can do right now. So, after my nausea settles down and I get to finish my weird sandwich, I settle down into one of the bean bags. They were comfortable. Immense in size and I could easily sleep and maybe even snuggle on one of these.

As I curl up on one of them and my mind comes to a peaceful stop while the storm rages, I can finally feel like I am able to think straight and even breathe a little better. This whole place was amazing, but something felt off. There were little things around that made me think this was not just a simple resort. This was a little more than that, and Killian left this out when he told me where we were.

There were plenty of clothes that belonged to him for all seasons. I found suits and ties, I found sandals and shoes fit for a wedding, I found trinkets one would keep only if this place belonged exclusively to themselves. I stopped searchin