"Ugh..."
Jasmine's skull throbbed. Without thinking, she clutched her head with both hands and let out a quiet moan of pain.
'This feels like déjà vu...'
Feeling the back of her head resting against some smooth, cold stone, Jasmine's eyes finally fluttered open.
"Uh...? Where... where am I now?" she asked, her voice unsteady with confusion.
"This is a garden I used to visit whenever I felt like clearing my mind."
Her head snapped toward the familiar voice.
Pollux stood there with his arms crossed, leaning back against one of the pillars of a colonnade. A serene, almost nostalgic smile rested on his face.
Only then did Jasmine realize that she too was leaning against the beautiful, dark-shaded colonnade.
She turned her gaze forward.
And all she could do was stare in amazement.
"Wow..." she murmured, trying to take it all in.
