Mia Grant felt like she was dreaming.
A thick fog swirled before her eyes.
She stood frozen, staring blankly at her surroundings. The scene was desolate; as far as she could see, she was utterly alone.
It was as if she had stumbled into a no-man's-land.
Behind her, a beast roared.
She couldn't tell what kind of animal it was, and she didn't even have time to look back. She just ran forward, blindly.
Her adrenaline kept surging.
She had no idea how far she'd run; her body felt no fatigue. Not until she pushed through the mist and found herself standing on a cliff's edge, where she screeched to a halt...
One more step, and she would plunge into a bottomless abyss.
Taking a deep breath, she turned around.
A cool breeze blew through the mountains, scattering the fog bit by bit. A sound came from the depths of the dense jungle, and the beast emerged. Its sharp claws dug into the mud, leaving a trail of deep prints.
