Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-24701913-20151111012933

Alex reached the door of his home, years of practice made it easy to find his house, even in the mist.

He pushed a key into the locked and opened it, quickly closing it to keep as much mist as possible from getting in. Immediately, Alex headed straight for his room, where he undressed and changed into something less dirty. Just the same red shirt and black pants that he had on, just cleaner. The forge supplied him with clothes, and they were always the same colour.

Alex sat on his bed, unable to sleep. Something was keeping him awake, and he didn't know what it was.