Abaddon was practicing some spells in the hotel, sitting on one of the stools at the counter. After all these years, he still has stayed with the hotel. He was about thirty now, and he still met up with his former friends, but he did have more responsibility now. He took care of the hotel, and finally understood why the adults got so annoyed because of kids... He still remembered the tantrums he threw.

The hotel had been empty for a few days, and so he was also bored out of his mind. The door suddenly creaked, and he turned to see some visitors. "Ah..." He mumbled, moving to hide in all the books and cranes he had made over the years.