Chapter 27: Trust Nothing You See
Consciousness drifted between chaos and reality, like sinking into the deep sea, then being slowly pulled back to the surface.
Siv slowly opened her eyes, her blurry vision gradually becoming clear.
What greeted her sight was an unfamiliar wooden ceiling, the air permeated with a faint scent of smoke and fire.
Her body was wrapped in warm bedding, her skin clearly feeling that comfortable temperature.
Instinctive caution made her quickly scan her surroundings.
This was a wooden cabin, with walls and beams that were simple yet clean, a few basic wooden tables and chairs, and a fireplace burning with warm light.
Fortunately, there were no imprisonment chains, nor any obvious weapons.
Siv tried to turn over, but she felt her body wouldn't obey her commands, so weak that even the slightest movement was exceptionally difficult.
Terrible! This body simply wouldn't move!
This made her heart sink.
Then tragic memories flooded in like a tide.