As Eden sat looking at the sleeping form of Finley, his own eyes began to droop. That was weird, he never slept. Fighting to stay awake, Eden sat up in his chair, but the weight of everything just pulled down on him and he let the exhaustion he shouldn’t’ve been weighing down on him.
As Eden’s eyes fluttered open, the first thing that he noticed was that we wasn’t in the cushy chair he last sat in. He was propped up against a rock. The next thing he noticed was that he was woken up by the sound of a chopper.
Eden forced his eyes open more and found himself in a lush paradise, a helicopter landing in a clearing near the ledge where he had woken up on. He furrowed his eyebrows and leaned forwards, trying to see who was in the helicopter.
Something was so familiar about that place. He squinted harder at the people coming out of the flying mobile, then fell back.
i could've gone outside to take a walk, but i know that i wouldn't've come back