51 The Dawn Of The Fourth Day (1/2)
In the span of a mortal heartbeat, I went from being seated in my tower to standing in the room I sprang to life in. I took a look around and allowed my senses a moment to catch up with me. And that was when I received a quiet and understated notification.
[Alert: Your body has finally finished acclimating to the demands of your new and improved senses. Your body and mind are now equipped to handle the sensory overload of detecting any creature on which light is shining, and your senses are now capable of differentiating between things close to you and things far away. Preparing the initial burst of sensory information in 3... 2... 1...]
By the time another mortal heartbeat would have happened I began to hear my surroundings. And they were quite loud. I could hear the sounds of more patrons of the Silver Xana, something new as until yesterday morning I had been the only person here aside from Isadora and her family.
My new senses really came to life in the town of Comillas. I could hear all manner of noises, and they were all distinct and identifiable to me.
Some of them were the gentle noises of people turning over in their sleep, others were the sounds of people putting on their clothes as they got ready for a lively day in the field. Others were the muffled moans of people having sex as a way to start the day feeling satisfied.
I could smell not only everything in my room but everything for a full twenty-four kilometers. I smelled the scent of washed bodies, unwashed bodies, the scent of wild and domesticated animals alike, and the fetid odor of corpses becoming fertilizer. It was nauseating, but only for a second.
I willingly opened my mouth and inhaled, allowing my sense of taste an opportunity to be overwhelmed. And as quickly as my nostrils had adjusted my sense of taste adjusted.
”I guess I'll just have to allow each of my senses a chance to be overwhelmed and then adjust to this new, immense amount of information huh?” I rhetorically asked myself, as I went ahead and placed my hand on the bed behind me, casually stretching my arm out so that I could get my fourth sense over and done with.
I could feel each imperfection and crack in the wood my fingers were on top of. I could sense where the blades of man had cut and shorn into the wood to force it into its present shape. I feel where the blades had chipped and left minute scars.
I turned and looked at the bed, and felt tears begin to pour out of my eyes as I leered at the bed that I had only really used when I first awoke. I could see every centimeter of the bed's straw and I was able to count the number of straws that softened the bed to make it suitable to sleep on.
My discomfort lasted for only a second and after it, I was able to grin as I wiped tears from my eyes. Now that my discomfort had passed, I turned and went out of the door so that I could chat with Isadora once more.
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Isadora was standing behind her usual desk and greeted me with a smile. I grinned back at her, as I approached her desk and began to speak.
”Hey Isadora, you're up bright and early.” I told her. She nodded at me, her hair unusually messy.
”Yep! We got another set of guests this morning. They got here this morning so I had to be up early to help them check into their room.” She explained, an easy-going grin on her face as she spoke.
”I was surprised to not see you come in last night. A bit worried even.” She told me, her eyes brightening as she reaffirmed that I was here and okay.
”I was fine. I just had to spend a few hours in the forest, inspecting some trees.” I told her, lying but doing so with enough confidence and casualness that after a few seconds considering my excuse she shrugged at me and accepted what I told her as true. And then she scooted closer to me and began to whisper.
”I'm pretty the other guests aren't humans. They seem like they might be something else. Something more.” She gossiped, a look of conspiratorial concern on her face as she told me that.