Kaye:
"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?" A woman shouted, and I finally snapped into full awareness. I jolted up as if waking from the dead and looked around at the crowd, all gasping, dressed entirely in white.
They all looked like some kind of AI characters—almost as if they had 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 Helanie.
"Who are you?" A woman holding a white umbrella asked, her eyes scanning me from head to toe.
"I—uh—I'm here for Helanie," I stammered. The moment her name left my lips, I watched them smile, placing their hands on their hearts.
