Waking up to the sun's rays shining down my face, heating up my entire body, I felt yesterday's memories flood through my mind, forcing its way into my brain.
"..."
Had it all been a dream?
My entire body ached as I opened my eyes and leaned against a nearby wall, examining my surroundings.
Above me lay a small rock overhang, and walls surrounded me from all sides except the front.
More importantly, though, a thin sheet, protecting my aching body from the rough mountain ground, lay under me, alongside a blanket, which covered my legs and stomach.
"...?"
Who had done this!?
The last thing I remembered seeing was the ginormous body of Fenrir falling on top of me, completely blocking my vision.
Someone had to have lifted the body and taken me to wherever this place on the mountain was.
Scanning my surroundings, I saw another small sleeping bag a couple of feet away from me, but it was empty.
