The hostel was a small two-storey building, painted dark blue and buzzing with noise and activities. From what Alisson could hear a lot more people than she had originally thought, found refuge in this village.
The desk positioned at the entrance was occupied by a frazzled woman who was rummaging through the thousands of files heaped on her old desk; that looked like a strong gust of wind would make it collapse and muttering gibberish to her
She hesitated in walking up to the desk because the woman looked busy enough and wondered if she should leave or hang around until the woman was less occupied.
Fortunately for her, the decision was taken away from her when the woman looked up and spotted her.
"Well, hello there!" She called out in greeting and beckoned Alisson to come closer to her
