Tempest woke slowly.
It felt like she was coming out of a deep medicated sleep. She didn't know what happened. One second Dron was lying there next to her under the rocks, and then he was gone. Things got progressively dark after that, almost as if he took the light with him when he left.
It got to the point that she couldn't tell the difference between outside and inside her eyelids. Soon she was pulled back to reality, but it wasn't a smooth transition as it had been before.
Tempest slowly opened her eyes fully, expecting to see the nearly barren hut that she and Dron had been in before. She was a little embarrassed that they had broken the bed but she was sure that they would be able to replace it.
Tempest tried to stretch, but two thick bands of muscle kept her steady. She smirked slightly. Dron must be holding her. She forced her eyes to focus and sure enough she found Dron.
Several things struck her as odd from the very moment she was able to focus.
