Kay POV
"Hey, who are you?" I heard someone speaking right in my ear, making me wince slightly as I struggled to open my eyes.
"Hey, don't you know, black isn't allowed, woman."
Someone shouted, and I finally snapped into full awareness and jolted up, as if waking from the dead, looking around at the crowd, all gasping, dressed entirely in white.
They all looked like some kind of cartoon characters, almost as if they'd been hand-drawn. Each of them wore the same expression, like one person's emotions were copied across the others.
If one appeared worried, the others mirrored the concern instantly. I didn't need to think twice. I knew exactly where I was.
I was in the perfect dream of Yuna.
"Who are you?" A woman holding a white umbrella asked, her eyes scanning me from head to toe.
