"Ahh! His head has come off! Where are we?"
"The roof, where did the roof go...I'm so cold...sob sob sob…"
"..."
As Zed absorbed the contents of the task briefing, his hand instinctively slid into his jacket's inner. Then he cautiously approached the window and glanced around. The sight before him caused a knot to form in his gut.
'If there is no accident, we should be in an accident now.' Zed sighed to himself, coming to a suck conclusion.
They had been somehow teleported to the wilderness, and their mission was return to the cage...no, the city.
Zed furrowed his brows, the situation was still far too unusual.
An influx of information such as this generally coincided with a dream's arrival. But this time, it had emerged in what appeared to be reality. Well, assuming it was indeed reality...
Zed pinched the back of his own hand.
'Ah, there was pain. So it was indeed real.'
Which meant the situation was even more dire!
