"Hey. Ishaan. Wake up," a voice whispered.
A hand tapped him on the shoulder and he groaned, then turned to the other side.
"Ishaan!" The whisper was stronger now and the next tap that followed was harder.
"Ouch!"
"Wake up!"
"I'm awake," he whined and slowly opened his eyes, meeting the darkness.
Wait. Darkness?
He quickly sat up and turned to look at Flora who was kneeling beside him.
He looked around at the dark forest.
Sounds of night crickets and croaking frogs filled the air.
It's night?
"Get up. We have to get going."
As she spoke, she slung her backpack over her shoulder and grabbed her bow from the floor.
The sheath of arrows was still perfectly strapped onto her back.
"C'mon." She stood and looked around, then began to move.
Ishaan grunted as he stood from the flo
