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Burrow: Chapter 11

He lost them in a small shop, that seemed to be trying to sell, well I’m not going to even bother to explain, let’s just say it isn’t natural, and not on earth. Its large brown wooden walls, and the giant oak door, reminded Burrow of earth. He had gone up to the counter trying to blend in. He thought maybe he would buy some food, but well that wasn’t really an option.

He gave up and walked out to the street. What usually would be the road but instead it was like giant walkway, people seemed to walk into every store, and come up with a new hair style, or a new tat, but either way. This was the weirdest place he had ever been-period.

He tried to blend into the crowd, he hadn’t realised before but he seemed to be in some sought of hoodie slash a cloak. He considered covering himself in it, but he knew that would just be downright suspicious. 

Instead he kept walking, trying to find a human friendly hotel, or diner. In the end he resorted to a small looking bed and breakfast. There wasn’t any reason he could find, that he wasn't aloud in. He walked in and surprisingly he found himself face to face with a large burly looking man, with an overgrown beard, and could have stayed away from that extra burger or two. He walked forward, when he realised he had no money, now he was stuffed.

“Ah look, I don’t know how to explain this but”. He was cut off by the man who gave him a huge smile. “From Hurker, I see, well either way humans stay for free, there is food in your room, and you can stay for as long as you want. Room number is 20, please don’t cause any trouble”. He added with a large smile, coughing up some Ale through his rustic beard.

Burrow didn’t know what to say, he hesitated, and took the key. He looked up at the man and said thank you. He was so surprised by all of this he didn’t bother to ask any questions. He just walked up the wooden stairs, for being so modern, he felt like he had gone back to the dark ages, which was nice.

He lay on his single bed, looking out the far window watching the ships fly past and people walk around. He had settled in and had a shower, though not like anything he had before. Inside the bathroom there was what seemed like body suite. You would go in zip it up and press the switch, bam you’re clean. Burrow already liked this place.

He had found the room though to be very ordinary, nothing special to admire. It had a simple single bed, white sheets, and a small olden desk, with a few dusty books. In the end he found himself looking into the distance, large moutons towered the small city; he sat planning on what to do next. He didn’t know but he knew he couldn’t stay here. Maybe humans were welcome, but he wanted answers and he wouldn’t find them here.

He heard a knock on the door after a while, he took his time to get up and answer it, wondering what he would say, and would it be a large thank you or, a load full of questions, which had been bugging him since he had arrived, at this odd hotel.

When he opened the door he was greeted by the man who had so graciously let him stay. He smiled at him and Burrow waited to see what he had to say. “Well I hope you are enjoying your stay, as is customary for us humans, we like to gather around the mess hall for dinner, which is in about half an hour, if you wish to join us, just go down stairs and you will see the directions from there”. The man smiled back at Burrow when he finished. “Oh and it is also seen as important if you are well in better condition, then well this”. 

He pointed his head towards Burrows cloths, he was right but there was a line between telling the truth and just being plan rude. This man was bordering it. Yes he may have given him his room, but he didn’t even ask for it, well he hadn’t had the chance. “You can find cloths in your cupboard”. The man looked up and down Burrow as he spoke, and then walked off with a smug look on his face. 

He just proved Burrows point. He found himself still staring outside the door thinking; he closed it quickly not wanting to bump into anyone else.

He was starting to question were he really had ended up.