Chapter seventeen: Good night!
A snore entered my dreams and disrupted an unfolding nightmare. With a gasp, I opened my eyes, finding myself in the same cage I’ve been locked in since the arrival, on the same table they’d put us on. It was dark here, a middle of night.
But where were the snores coming from?
It couldn’t be Hans, and not because puffins aren’t capable of such noises. He was sitting with his back turned away, pressed against the bars of his cage, but held his head high, staring into the distance.
Maybe my sight was getting adjusted to the lack of light, or maybe the dawn was about to start. A head popped into my view. It shifted with the man’s breath. The cage let me move close enough to see a guard who had fallen asleep on a chair. He must’ve arrived some hours ago. Apparently, he didn’t find watching two birds such an important role as his boss did.
At least he couldn’t stop