C49 Rise and shine
Yuya slowly came to, eyes adjusting to a view of a wall, mosaicked in small uneven patches of green and gold. The decorations seemed to be deteriorating as a feather-light flake defied the law of gravity and floated towards her face.
Touching her cheek in confusion, she found a leaf.
Oh right, I'm lying down. That's a tree. Get on with it good woman.
Grumbling through her aches, Yuya looked around carefully.
She found neither captor nor any remnant of his presence. Her slippers being her only evidence of his existence and her sanity, she realised:
He had deserted her.
