“What even is this place?” I asked.

“My world.” The girl shrugged.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“Aww, you’re so clueless…”

“What do you want?” I spat.

“Hmm… Nothing… But I guess if I had to choose-” She paused, thinking.

What does she want? What happened to Cassian? What’s going on? Where am I? My mind was racing.

I had no idea what was going on.

I felt myself hit the ground at some point.

And distant voices.

Or a voice.

There were footsteps.

The sounds of people struggling, a sound I knew all to well.

Eventually, I felt a hand.