The Flight
The last time the two siblings took a flight, they were transported to this unknown and peculiar world. Honestly, the experience still felt a little bit bizarre for both of them.
Deep down, Tristan still could not believe that he had lost his human body, and that the fact the two of them were stranded in this world - unable to return to Earth. Even though there was nothing worth remembering back on Earth, the sentiment was still there.
Realizing that he was lost in his thoughts, Tristan quickly shook his head and scanned the interior of the flying ship.
The flight they were currently on was definitely not a commercial flight. Tristan could not even spot a single window, which meant he had no idea where they were going at the moment.
The inside of the flying ship was spacious enough, half the size of a basketball court. Its appearance looked like a hangar, where its walls curved inwardly and connected on the ceiling, creating an egg-like shape.