"Follow me.. I'll lead you somewhere safe," I whispered and hurriedly started heading toward my room.
After passing through a few doors, we finally arrived at a room with four beds inside it. Three of them were occupied, and one of the occupants sat in bed, leaning against the wall with his legs crossed. Upon further inspection, I realised that it was the man from yesterday. His clothes were still wet from the rain and clung tightly to his body. He was clearly exhausted. I frowned as I turned around to check the door. I wasn't expecting any danger and yet I was surprised that there was no one standing guard outside. Had they all gone out? Why? And who had sent those soldiers after me? Couldn't I just walk straight through? Should I just leave? Or should I stay here with these men who were
