Marcel's POV
Where am I? What is this place?
Everything was so dark that I couldn't see a thing ahead of me. I could feel the warmth of the sun on my face and lips. Slowly, I opened my eyes—but immediately shut them when grains of sand trickled in.
That was when it hit me.
I was on that route.
Memories flooded back. Yeah… we were checking out that hole—the one that had been dug up. And then, out of nowhere, creatures erupted, like it was attacking us. Before we could react, the ground beneath us gave way. We fell…
Realizing this, I tried to move my feet—but I couldn't. Something heavy was pinning them down. Panic surged through me. Just then, a strange sensation washed over my body.
I felt… lighter.
Was I dying? Or was this something else?
The weight on my body seemed to lessen, and then—
A hand reached out to me.
I grasped it without hesitation, and with surprising strength, I was pulled free. The rocks and debris that had trapped me were gone.
