Thorne's eyes fluttered open in response to a gentle tapping on his car window. He spent his night sleeping inside the car because he was tired. Thorne rolled the window down after fixing himself and saw a warrior in uniform.
"Sir, are you alright? You're in a no-parking lane," Thorne nodded his head and looked around.
"Sorry, I fell asleep last night in my car, and it was my first time here," Thorne replied.
"I won't give you a ticket, but you have to be careful and abide by the rules of Bleakhallow, Sir," the warrior said.
"It won't happen again," Thorne said and forced a smile. The warrior left him, and he heaved a sigh. He looked at his wristwatch and pursed his lips. It was already eight in the morning. Thorne fixed himself and drove back to Roseberg Inn, but before he could pa
