I wake up on a bed. When my gaze becomes stable, I look around. I’m in a boring looking room, with brown walls and a red and green rug. There’s a shelf of clothing and a desk across from my bed. I swing my legs off the side of the bed and stand up. I’m still wearing the same snow gear I’ve been wearing for the past few days...or however long it’s been. I’m really starting to hate snow. Out past the door and down a short hallway brings me to the main living room of the apartment. Emund and Knox are on a couch, while Tisha is relaxing on a red lounge chair. Ressai leans against the wall.
“ Ceena!” Knox says. “ How do you feel?”
“ U-uh….” I stand there, dumbfounded. “ Ok? I mean I’ve been….I’ve uh….”
“ It’s fine we know kid.” Emund says. “ You three have been heroing it up out there.”
“ Damn straight.” Tisha says.
“ But it’s not going to matter.” Ressai says. “ I saw one of them on the way here. They’re relaxed, purposely letting us do what we want now.”