How… how did I get here?
She frowned, her chest tightening. The last thing she remembered—her hands opening those little packets, the strange drugs, or whatever those cursed things were. Then… nothing. Just blackness swallowing her whole.
But strangely, today she didn't hear the usual flurry of wings and chirping that normally marked the start of her mornings. Veer and the sparrow—her constant, irritating shadows—were nowhere to be seen. The silence pressed against her, heavy and unfamiliar.
Kaya closed her eyes, straining to catch any sounds from outside. Nothing. No flapping wings, no distant footsteps. Even the wind seemed quieter than usual. A frown creased her forehead. Something wasn't right.
