23

~Tove

A loud bang jerks me awake.

Sitting up, I blink my eyes open, trying to recall what has happened.

I'm laying on a couch, an old, threadbare blanket laid over me. Around me, is a small living space packed full of unfamilar belongings that are shoved into boxes. Most tumble out messily, like this place has just been moved into.

Rubbing my temples, I flick the blanket off me, noting a man lying sprawled out on the couch opposite to this one. He's fast asleep, mouth wide open as he snores softly.

He's the man who was polishing his shoes when I fell unconcious. He must have taken me back to his home.

I shiver. The window is blown open, which must have been what woke me.

I could wake him and thank him for taking me off the street, but at the same time, part of me knows I need to get back out to look for a way to get back to Keo as soon as possible.

Giving him one last look, I clamber out the window and to the street outside, gently closing it behind me.

I have no idea how I'm going to