C394 Dream of the Mortal World 6

The morning sun warmed her face, and as her fingers twitched, she noticed her clothes were slightly damp, as if from dew. This wasn't the mission space.

Sitting up, she glanced at the sky and then around her. She was lying on a lawn. Reaching behind her back, she felt something hard. Looking down, she saw the fabric there was stained dark red, now dried.

Last night had been a blur of chaos