Shamango wonders along the rooms for long. Some of them are already occupied by other wrestlers. He finally chooses a room that looks quite ordinary. The room has no windows, it is empty and there are no signs of what has it been before or what was it used for. Shamango opens the box that he carried with him. He takes out some candles, aranges them on the floor and lights them so now there is dim light in the room.



Shamango then takes out some pots with nice indoor flowers and aranges them in the corners of the room.



It looks like this is enough for him, so he sits in the middle of the room in a lotus position. He closes his eyes and starts breathing deeply...