Chapter 116: Shower

Tom disentangled himself from the sleeping women. He slipped through the dim light to the showers. It was amazing how quickly this place was starting to feel like home and it had only been a few weeks. Maybe it was the people or the fact that they were human, well most of them. He flicked on the light to the shower room and picked out a stall in the middle of the row.

As the steam filled behind the shower curtain, he laid his belongings out on the bench so it would be ready when he was done. Hopefully, the few shirts he had in his possession would last a while. He didn't know when or if there would be trade routes open to get new things. He doubted anyone around here would be able to make handmade shirts that would be as comfortable as a cotton T-shirt.

Tom stripped down and entered the hot water of the shower. Scalding rivulets poured down the ripples and edges of his body, energizing the muscles and waking his mind. He leaned his head back and stretched his sore muscles to their li