I wake up in a cold sweat, shivering for reasons unknown.
Once I'm finally able to open my eyes, I am met with vines dangling above my head.
I'm not home. In fact, I'm not even in the city I once lived in.
When my legs gain enough strength for me to stand, I take in my surroundings.
The air is fresher than how it would be in Vakra. In fact, it's the complete opposite. The constant smoke in the...