Kalena clutched her knees as she toppled over, gasping for dear breath. Why did that boy seem totally unfazed? They shared a body, being in better shape than her made absolutely no sense!

"You think they're still behind us?"

"Pah, an adult could never follow us through that thicket. We lost 'em miles ago."

"Then why couldn't I have stopped to catch my breath first? Hey, are you even listening to me?!"

The boy clicked his tongue in satisfaction, a smug grin creeping across his cheeks. "See? I told you it'd be here."

The two stood before a spiraling tower. Lichen and vines sprawled across the cobblestone bricks, and even flowers spilled from the cracks.

Standing in a patch of dirt surrounded by the rotted remains of what was probably a fence, Kalena tried to free her foot from a twisted root. "And what is 'it', exactly?"

"Some kind of old defense tower, maybe? I found it with Phillip and Michael."

"Who...?"

"You don't even remember their-? Whatever, it's not important. Point is, this is our ticket to freedom! Everything we need is right here!"

Kalena furrowed her brow, looking around the grove. This overgrown patch of dirt she was standing in... Was this supposed to be a farm at some point? "I have my doubts..."

He huffed. "Okay, well maybe not EVERYTHING, but while you sit around complaining I'm gonna find some veggies to grow."

The boy had started to storm off with the body when Kalena grabbed his hand. What was this weird sensation? It felt like someone was actually pulling it...

"You... I want to know your name."

"...Lance. Call me Lance."