Chapter 453. Down The Hill

"Ugh...what time is it?" Leehan groggily stepped out of his tent, and bumped into another zombie-like entity who only stared at him dazedly in response.

"Oh, hi, morning..." Dheera rubbed her eyes before standing still and disoriented. "Is it morning?"

"Dunno..." Leehan looked up at the dark sky--no, the dark ceiling covering the sky--and the similarly dark surroundings outside the boundary of the temporary safe zone. "Kinda feel like having a jet lag."

Still in a daze, Dheera looked around the camp to try and find her bearing. At the center of the camp was a campfire surrounded by chairs, and on one of those chair was her bearing. Her eyes lit up and she wobbled forward.

"Captaaain..."