Jannah's mind was still fuzzy when she began to come out of her dark consciousness.
"— down! I don't care! She wouldn't like it if you tried to do anything to those bastards!"
"Most of them doesn't care whatever Jannah is, but those men needs to go, Riel!"
"We can't decide things ourselves!"
The sound of shouting and yelling rang in her ears, a harsh sound that was at odds with the silence that she had previously been immersed in.
Jannah began to wake, vaguely aware of a feeling of something heavy on her, the weight of it pinning her down.
She struggled to open her eyes, her body still heavy with exhaustion and her mind slowly beginning to return to herself. She fought against the heavy weight, her body slowly starting to respond to her commands.
However, the heavy weight that had been pinning her down seemed to vibrate slightly, its rhythm steady, which confused her.
It seemed almost like whatever was pinning her down is.. Moving, as if it was alive.
