"Wake up! Wake up!"
"What happened?! Who was supposed to be on shift?"
"It doesn't matter now. Wake up the Porter!"
Atlan felt someone shake him from his sleep.
What happened, he asked himself.
After they took camp last night, Atlan laid on the cold hard ground and found himself staring at the white skies and the black sun.
He couldn't sleep. So, he stayed awake with Ninth, who was on the first shift to be on guard. They didn't talk much and only spent the night in silence.
That was all he remembered.
I must have slept soon after that.
He didn't remember falling asleep, but he clearly did. That was because the environment around him was different from the one he saw yesterday.
Up above him was a dark sky and an even darker sun.
