Opening her eyes, Elena was momentarily blinded by the sun's warm light streaming down on her.
The soft blades of grass tickled her skin, reminding her that she had dozed off without leaving the space.
Elena realized she needed to gather materials to build her own house, or she could also hire someone to create a portable home.
She was in a daze about the prospect of creating a little village, market area, etc., inside her space.
As she glanced at her watch, Elena jolted upright. She needed to head to the warehouse today to pick up the supplies she had ordered.
She immediately makes her usual breakfast of bread and milk. Afterward, she drove to her rented warehouse.
When she arrived, she saw the people already waiting for her. She was amazed at how efficient they were.
After 12 hours of hard work, the employees finally moved everything into her warehouse. The products piled up like a mountain.