Silas appeared in his bed.
His eyes were red, to the point where it almost felt like blood had been dropped into them.
"Who knew that buying a few things could be this expensive?" He muttered to himself, reeling from the amount he had lost in just a few hours.
"Rion, how much did I spend today?" He asked.
"735 million credits," Rion replied with his cold tone.
"Think about the gains, think about the gains," Silas began to say to himself, as if reciting a mind calming mantra.
He lay on the bed after a few minutes of rambling. Unknowingly, his eyes snapped shut and he drifted off in mere seconds.
The fatigue he had endured finally set in.
The morning sun filtered through the window, pouring its light into Silas's eyes.
Silas yawned, stretching his arms in tiredness.
"How is it morning so fast?" He asked, sitting up.
He rested his back against the headboard for a while before swinging down from the bed.
