Bab 41: Return From The Nightmare

Without even knowing he had fallen asleep in the first place, his eyes slowly opened, heavy with the coattails of much needed rest. Blinking a few times, he found himself not seeing the asphalt nor the clear sky, but a tan ceiling above. 

"Ah…?" Finn quietly let out. 

As he sat up, or more so tried to as he immediately laid back down, the soreness of his muscles was made clear to him by even that small amount of movement sharply pushing him back. There was a smell of smoke, though after walking through burning towns for long enough now, it was a natural odor. 

"G'morning, sleeping beauty." 

An unfamiliar, masculine voice called out to him from the right, bringing him to turn his head. By the makeshift bed he was resting on, he saw a man with shaggy hair of a dirty-blonde shade looking at him.