Hazuki slowly opened his eyes.
His body felt fresh, his mind completely clear.
"Whoa… that smoke was actually pretty good."
He stretched his arms—
Then froze.
"Huh?"
Something felt off.
The carriage was completely silent.
There were no other passengers.
Hazuki blinked, looking around.
"Wait…"
His brain finally processed the situation.
The carriage was upside down.
"THE HELL?!"
He scrambled up, or at least what he thought was "up," but his back hit the floor—
No, the ceiling?!
"Where the hell is everyone?! And WHY is the carriage UPSIDE DOWN?!"
His voice echoed in the empty carriage.
Hazuki was still sitting—or more like half-sprawled—on what used to be the ceiling of the carriage.
His legs were spread out awkwardly as he tried to make sense of the situation.
Then—
A massive shadow loomed over him.
"Huh?"
WHAM!!!
A huge battle axe suddenly CRASHED through the wooden carriage, slicing straight down—
RIGHT BETWEEN HIS LEGS.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKK!!!"
