When night fell, Athena felt the weight of exhaustion pulling her toward sleep. I suddenly feel extremely tired today...
She intended to rest early, but Mors had other plans. "Go ahead and sleep," he told her, his voice steady and calm. "I need some fresh air."
She nodded, trusting his words, and slipped under the blanket. The quiet hum of the evening lulled her into a light slumber. I can finally rest.
Yet, the peace didn't last. Athena's senses stirred as she caught the faint whir of a machine cutting through the stillness. Huh? The sound of a hovercar's engine!
Her eyes remained shut, but instinct told her something was amiss. She reached out tentatively, her fingers brushing against the cold, empty spot where Mors should have been.
Her heart quickened. Wasn't it stipulated that visitations during the filming are strictly prohibited? Why did someone land here? And even at night!
