Night rolled on and eventually subsided into daylight. As the morning slowly dragged on to a reasonable hour, the urge for sustenance overpowered the urge to sleep. Warui opened his eyes and cringed as his body was wracked by hunger pangs. The moment passed and he felt well enough to sit up. Looking around him he was surprised to see he was sitting on an island of grass and was surrounded on all sides by snow. He'd noticed that he seemed to do an exceptional job at melting snow. Was that an ability? Probably not on its own, but he felt maybe it was a hint to something bigger.<br/><br/>He pushed his way though the snow to the road. The plows must have already come through because the snow was significantly lower here. Warui cringed again; he desperately needed to eat something. Having no other choice, he walked on down the road. He took a single step and his sense of smell was immediately assaulted. He could smell food nearby. It was so close.<br/><br/>Soon he saw the source of the smell. It was a butcher's shop. He had caught the scent so strongly because the door had been opened as a customer walked in. Looking at the meat, he couldn't help but start drooling. He got the feeling he liked meat, though he couldn't exactly remember. It occurred to him that he didn't have any money to buy food with. That really sucked. But still, he couldn't help going inside anyway.<br/><br/>The smell was even stronger on the inside, but that was to be expected. The man behind the counter smiled at him. "Can I help you?" He asked.<br/><br/>Warui shifted and fiddled with his hands a bit. The man waited patiently. Eventually, Warui looked up at the man. "I don't have any money," Warui confessed, "But can I have some meat?"<br/><br/>He cringed expecting a bad reaction from the man, but he only smiled. "Sure of course," he said, his tone strangely... dazed. "Take as much as you want."<br/><br/>Warui blinked. He could just take it, for free? So there was free meat in this world? He waited for a moment, worried it was just a cruel joke, but hunger soon stopped his pause. He came up to the glass and pointed at just a plain old slab of meat. "Can I have that one?" He asked tentatively.<br/><br/>"Sure of course," the man said again and got out the meat he's asked for. Warui noticed that his eyes were kind of... dazed. He tried to occupy himself as the man got his meat by looking around the room. He spotted a mirror off on the wall, and to his shock, noticed that his eyes were glowing red in the middle. His eyes widened in shock as the realization came to him that he must be hypnotizing the man. Not sure how exactly to do so, he willed his eyes to stop glowing. They obliged and luckily it seemed the man was going to finish what he'd started.<br/><br/>The butcher wrapped the meat in a little piece of paper and held it out to the boy. Warui took it gratefully and made his way quickly out of the shop, worried the man would come out of it. He wandered off down the street, holding his precious meat gingerly. Eventually he opened up the paper and smelled at it. It wasn't cooked, but it still smelled good to him, and he got the feeling it would still be safe for him to eat it.<br/><br/>Carefully he took his first bite. It tasted good, and it was exactly what he needed to fill his stomach. He didn't think eating raw meat was normal, but the letter had said he wasn't human, and ergo, not normal. It was at this point that he realized he didn't know where he was going. He didn't know a lot of things actually. Oh well, at least getting food didn't seem to be a problem, and snow made a good bed until it melted.