Chapitre 75: Chapter 75: Memories, Part 4

Mahzan shoved his brooding thoughts away, focused again on his walls, determined to keep Binhadi from finding him. He just had to wait until they fell asleep. That was all. He'd make his way to a village, obtain new supplies, and go somewhere else.

Eventually he had to get up to piss, or risk pissing himself. Mahzan moved furtively, following his fingers to a different corner to tend the matter. When he was done, he kicked dirt and rock over it as best he could to bury the smell, then shuffled back to his corner.

He couldn't tell if minutes or hours had passed. But he was getting tired, and sitting around in the dark and quiet wasn't helping.

Sleep was just starting to get the better of him when he heard voices. Audibly, rather than in his head. Mahzan wanted to shake them all. Why couldn't they just leave.

"…won't…necessary…I can…and bring…"