The feeling... Ivy couldn't get it off her head. She was super convinced; she just knew it.
While she was busy rambling in her head about the danger she felt was coming and that she should escape, an unexpected tornado snapped her carpet up in the air.
"What the hell just happened?" Ivy turned, trying to keep herself stable in place.
The sand was chaotic, like an angry wind.
Ivy cried, screaming in her heart, System, where was the darn system? The system should've come save me!
She should have listened to the system. Her emotions were a mess. She couldn't think properly in this situation.
The sand... it was as if it wanted to take her away.
The carpet was still floating. No, it was fucken dancing in the air. She didn't know why she hadn't fallen yet. It was as if her butt was attached to the carpet and refused to fall.
What in the name of the Lord God is all this mess? Ivy couldn't stop crying in her mind.