After administering first aid to Masha and enjoying a satisfying, drama-free dinner, everyone went to sleep. I believe tonight's dinner was the best among all nights. Everyone was happy, joking, and laughing heartily, free from the worries of the future and the baggage of the past. It was a perfect night.
At midnight, when everyone had fallen into a deep slumber, I opened my eyes and woke up. Jonas, sleeping beside me, was out like he'd been tranquillized. His snores, quite literally, could be considered a justifiable reason to murder him. Damn it, this man is so annoying.
Gently peeling back the blanket, I stealthily manoeuvred out of the mattress. With a quiet tiptoe, mindful of any creaking, I reached for the torch light hanging on the wall, casting a soft glow in the dim surroundings
