I THOUGHT YOU SAID A THREE HOUR CRUISE
Christelle blinked in darkness, soft creaking penetrating her just waking mind.
Where was she? Why was she rocking? Where was Eka?
Then the ceiling disappeared and sky burst above her. Her heart raced, her hands gripping some kind of fabric laying over her. “What the…?”
“Good morning.”
Christelle jerked towards the woman’s voice, blinking a few more times until recognition hit her. “Sema?” Then she bolted upright as yesterday’s insanity rushed back. “Has anything happened?”
Sema shook her head. “Not a peep.” She sat on a…wall? Why was there no roof over Sema?
Christelle blinked again and realized the wall was bumpy. No not bumpy, uneven. She turned to the wall next to her. Thick branches of wood wove in and out of one another creating a solid w
