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Arthur slowly stood up, feeling every joint in his body protesting the fatigue and torment from last night. He glanced down at the watch on his wrist, the hour and minute hands intersecting at half past seven in the morning. He let out a weary yawn, despite his efforts to pull himself back from the nightmare of last night, his muscles still felt exhausted, and the dryness in his mouth made him crave a sip of water.
The drinking, getting lost last night, and the subsequent nightmare felt like heavy stones weighing on his heart, leaving him feeling unusually oppressed and helpless. He shook his head vigorously, hoping to dispel the unpleasant images from his mind, but they seemed firmly imprinted in the depths of his soul, refusing to leave.
He staggered to a corner of the room, turned on the tap, and let the cold water rush over his face. The stimulation of the cold water made him slightly more awake and washed away the fatigue and unease on his face. He looked up at himself in the mirror, and the confident and resolute eyes that were once there now seemed somewhat hollow and lost.
He took a deep breath, trying to dispel the fear and restlessness in his heart. He knew he couldn't be trapped by these emotions; he had an important mission to complete. He picked up a towel from the side, dried the water from his face, and then walked back to the bed, picking up the coat he had taken off yesterday and putting it on. His hands trembled slightly as he buttoned it up, as if the fear from the dream still lingered in his mind.
In the simple kitchen of the small cabin, Arthur urgently needed to find something to boost his spirits. He felt every muscle crying out in fatigue, every nerve ending seeking awakening. He began searching in every corner of the kitchen, hoping to find some coffee or energy drink. He opened several cabinets, but only found some old food and unlabeled cans.
Just as he was about to give up, he found a can of coffee powder in the corner of an old cupboard. He picked up the can, gently shook it, and felt that there was still some coffee powder inside. He opened the can, and a rich aroma of coffee wafted out. Although it seemed to have been sitting for a while, the coffee powder still maintained its proper aroma and intact granules.
Arthur felt a slight sense of relief in his heart; he really needed this cup of coffee. He found a coffee pot and filter paper in the cupboard, and began preparing the coffee. Following the proportions from memory, he poured the appropriate amount of coffee grounds into the pot, then added hot water. As the hot water dripped, the rich aroma of coffee filled the entire kitchen, bringing a sense of warmth and vitality to the humble cabin.
The aroma of the coffee slowly spread through the space of the small wooden cabin, intertwining with the woody fragrance to create a unique atmosphere. This aroma seemed to possess a magical power, gently dispelling the terrifying shadows of dreams and the morning chill. Arthur gently picked up the cup, watching the steam rising from it, feeling somewhat comforted. He blew on the steam floating above the coffee, then carefully took a small sip.
The taste of the coffee slowly expanded in his mouth. Although the flavor was somewhat weak, as if the coffee had been left for too long and lost some of its original richness and aroma, for Arthur at this moment, the energizing effect of this cup of coffee was far more important than the taste. He took another sip and felt the warmth of the coffee passing through his throat, spreading a hint of warmth throughout his body in this cold morning.
His gaze drifted to the bread on the table along with the aroma of the coffee. It was left by the mayor yesterday, seemingly a gesture of care before his departure. Arthur picked up a piece of bread, tore off a small chunk, and put it in his mouth. The bread was somewhat dry and hard, but paired with the coffee, it wasn't too bad. He chewed slowly, feeling his body gradually regaining some vitality. Each alternating bite of bread and coffee made him feel the rhythm of life slowly returning.
As Arthur ate his bread and drank his coffee, he felt the fatigue in his body slowly easing, and the fear and anxiety in his heart were also soothed by the aroma and warmth of the coffee. He looked at the mist outside the window, and his mood seemed to become slightly more relaxed with the warmth of the coffee and bread. This simple breakfast helped him find some normalcy and rhythm in this unfamiliar and mysterious town.
As the sun gradually rose, the white mist outside the window also began to slowly dissipate, revealing the ancient and mysterious face of Lavender Town that was originally shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere. Arthur stood quietly by the window, watching the outside world gradually become clearer, and the gloom in his heart lightened as the mist dispersed. The steam of the coffee in his cup rose slowly, creating a quiet and contemplative scene with the view outside the window.
He slowly sipped his coffee, with each sip making him more alert. His thoughts began to shuttle between yesterday's conversation and the investigation he needed to conduct today. The mysterious disappearances at the Pokémon Tower were undoubtedly an important lead for his investigation. According to the descriptions from the townspeople, all the missing people disappeared after heading to the Pokémon Tower, making it a crucial location for this investigation. Arthur knew that he had to unravel this mystery in order to get closer to the truth.
Unconsciously, he recalled his conversation with Officer Matsumoto last night and the promise he made to investigate together. He remembered that when he mentioned the " The white hand " legend, Officer Matsumoto's expression seemed somewhat panicked. He knew that for Officer Matsumoto, this legend might have triggered some fears. Arthur hoped that through today's investigation, he could find some substantial evidence and information for himself and for Officer Matsumoto, gradually bringing clarity to the truth of the matter.
So, he decided to first go find Officer Matsumoto and discuss today's investigation plan. He wanted to ensure their actions were organized and that they could find some valuable clues in the shortest time possible.
Arthur took another sip of coffee, feeling the warmth and alertness it brought. He needed to be well-prepared, as today might be a long and difficult day. He glanced out the window, and although the white mist had dissipated somewhat, the mysterious and unsettling atmosphere still enveloped Lavender Town, making him realize that today's investigation might bring him closer to the town's terrifying secret.
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