Crackle.
The capsule's lid opened, and with a rush of steam, a tired-looking silhouette emerged from it. Without a second thought, Zayne made his way to his room and collapsed on his bed, instantly sinking into the sleep he so desperately needed.
It was deep into the night, and Zayne could sleep for as long as he wanted, but by coincidence, his eyes opened before it was even dawn.
"Damn... Why do I never get to sleep when I want to?" Zayne muttered with a bitter smile before he got up and headed for the exit.
He wasn't upset as he understood the reason why he didn't get much sleep. He felt intense hunger as if he hadn't eaten in days in a row, and the feeling was literally devouring him from the inside.
'The only thing that works now is a gas station, right? Well, I've got to fill my stomach with something or I'll be dead soon.' Zayne said inwardly while shaking his head.