A silvery-white metallic craft, its luster blending into the natural landscape like a seamless, woven fabric, stood blindingly bright.

  ?When Phoebe finally managed to pry her eyes half-open, the first thing she saw was a woman with golden hair, standing roughly 180cm tall. Behind her stood two men of similar height and average build, their hair the color of ash.

  ?The woman spoke.

  "We shall take you there."

  ?"Where!?"

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  Teru shouted toward the woman’s voice, his eyes still squeezed shut as he fumbled blindly in the air.

  ?"To your destination."

  ?"Are you Papa’s friend?"

  ?While Letty showed no fear, her eyes filled with the easy curiosity of a child meeting a new friend, her father was far from composed. He knew better; his hands trembled, slick with sweat, as he tightened his grip on his daughter’s hand.

  ?"We wish to establish a bond of friendship with you," the woman continued. "Do you not wish to reach your destination? The path ahead is grave. You cannot proceed further by car."

  ?"How could you possibly know that!?"

  ?The father barked the question, his voice laced with the frustration of a man whose journey had been forcibly halted, all while struggling to restrain his daughter as she hovered restlessly forward.

  ?"In five minutes," the woman replied calmly, "the earth will give way to a landslide."