That morning the sun was shining quite brightly, its light capable of warming the body and dazzling the eyes.
Shan slowly opened his eyes, forcing his body to rise from the painful position of sleeping on small stones from the beach.
"Good morning!" someone greeted Shan.
Shan smiled without opening his eyes, hearing Luke's voice greeting him cheerfully made his nightmare feel real.
"I'm not greeting you, idiot!" said Luke from down there who was already awake, just reluctant to move.
Shan frowned, he tried to open his eyes. "Then who greeted me?" he asked with his consciousness still not fully intact.
"Hi!" the person greeted again, this time right in front of Shan's eyes and made the man jump in surprise.
It wasn't Luke or Gretta, let alone Leon. It was a large, well-built man standing right in front of her. Shan looked at him from head to toe.
