Even next day which was third day in this hotel was passed, him in his room dedicating everything in his painting pointing out each and every inch of it.
Later that night he had his dinner in his room itself as he didn't wanted any single second to go in vain and finally he completed.
Before going to sleep he again peep but this time he couldn't see anything. As if someone had switched the red light. It was now hard for him to see so he decided to go to sleep.
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