It wasn’t the unanswered question he’d left, but I felt a weight of sadness settle inside me. I knew I’d never see him again.
Long way to come for a night. Something important?
Yes. He came to warn me. Mentioned a map. Know what he meant?
The landlord’s eyes widened in shock.
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