Chapter 38 Going To Church

• “Shit, this is probably the first time that I woke up directly from a dream. What a stroke of bad luck,” Clark grumbled, as he got up.
• He looked around, and finally did a proper survey of the room that he booked last night. He admired the decorations and scenery. From the little he already saw, he knew that he got a nice hotel.
• He was too exhausted to glance around yesterday, so he looked to his fill. “The vigilantes did a proper job reserving this hotel for me,” he thought with a smile. He dropped down again to rest his back a little, as he rolled on the king-sized bed.