It was very drafty. The temperature felt like the thermostat was malfunctioning again the time Meryl’s brother decided to mess with it. With the mind to reprimand her brother, she woke up. She was promptly reminded where she was, only, it wasn't familiar.
It was a hollow space, with only dead vines around. There were only the clouds to be seen for miles and it felt like if she reached out, she could touch one. Tempted by this idea, she stretched out her hand before it was slapped by a vine.
“No good?”
The vine shook, pointing downwards.
“If you can understand me, I have some words for you! Why didn’t you save me earlier?!”
It shook again, wiggling to one end of the hollow space. With a seemingly innocent point, it wrote on the wall like it was sand. It was in a different language s
