Chapter 16 - - 16.
"Ugh."
Kaya’s eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was—
"Damn it."
Again.
She grabbed her forehead, letting out a groan of frustration. "This is seriously happening again?"
Dry grass.
Brown, brittle dry grass.
She blinked up at the roof, which was barely seven meters above where she lay. A roof made entirely out of dried grass and thin wooden beams.
"First a forest, and now... a hut?"
Kaya sat up slowly, dumbfounded. It was becoming a pattern—one she never signed up for. Every time she lost consciousness, she woke up somewhere strange. Somewhere new. Always with a different scene above her head. And every time, the confusion grew.
"Hah," she exhaled softly, brushing her messy hair out of her face.
