Dormitory Wing
3:25 PM
The dormitory building was modern and functional with rooms arranged along corridors that smelled faintly of cleaning products and new carpet, and Demien found Room 214 on the second floor near the stairwell.
His key card worked smoothly and the door opened to reveal a standard setup—two single beds on opposite walls, desk and chair by the window, ensuite bathroom visible through a half-open door, and England crest mounted on the wall above each bed.
His kit bag had been delivered and sat on the floor beside the nearest bed, while the other bed showed signs of occupancy—a different bag already unpacked with training gear laid out neatly.
Demien dropped his carry-on and sat on his bed heavily, and the exhaustion that had been building since his five AM alarm finally crashed over him completely.
He needed to unpack, needed to shower, needed to use those compression boots Dr. Patterson mentioned, but for just a moment he sat still and let his body rest.
