After three hours, Logan was stumbling through the corridors, his muscles sore and his core aching..
'Did she have to push me so hard?' he thought, complaining internally.
Glancing at his wrist, Logan saw that it was 8 PM already.
'It's already so late?' he thought, not realizing how much time had passed.
His stomach growled as he opened the door to his room and stepped inside.
"I need to eat something," Logan muttered as he jumped on his couch.
Turning on his back, Logan lifted his arm to see the hologram on his watch.
"What should I get this time?" Logan mumbled, glancing at the menu. "Some Light Elk meat doesn't seem like a bad idea at all."
After filling out his order, Logan grabbed a hydration bottle and sat back down on his couch.
'The next few weeks will be rough,' Logan thought, annoyed. 'The board members are trying to pressure me to confess where the money I've been withdrawing is going.'
