The night sky was bright with the moon overhead, and a cold breeze brushed over Kaelith's skin, helping soothe the excruciating heat he was currently feeling in his body—from his head to his toes—but most intensely in his stomach, pulling there so greatly that he felt like he needed something, or someone, to stop it.
Kael wasn't sure how the man managed to make them fly, but within the next minute, they reached the corridor of a room. He opened the door and dragged Kael inside, passing through the sitting room which he recognized and into the bedroom where he had woken up the previous time.
The man dropped Kaelith onto the bed like a sack, then crouched down and began shredding off Kaelith's clothes.
He first dropped Kaelith's chain, crossbody bag, and shoes, tossing them to the floor. Then he started with Kaelith, stripping off all his clothes until only his boxers remained.
