Chapter 97: III Prolog – Footprints in the sand

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Anuk blinked and looked into a blazing sun, blinking again, she felt as if something was distinctively uncomfortable under her ass. Looking around, she saw nothing but Sand and blinked again. 

What, aww, yeah I was backstabbed, stupid backstabber, empty bucked brain I am to get backstabbed.

She could swear she had been a goner just a few hours back, like a serious goner, like a six feet under goner. Checking over her body, she noticed something, shit. "I can't believe I am naked in the desert!", she screeched and jumped up, "Like honestly, I don't wanna end up a schnitzel!", Storming next to what looked like a stone formation she sought a bit of shadow. 

"Where the hell am I?", she asked into nothingness and looked around stone, sand, sand, sand, even more sand oh another stone, "Is there nothing but sand here!" she shouted into the dunes and huffed. 

"By the way, why am I naked again, oh yeah.", she noticed loudly speaking to herself and looked down at herself just to stop doing so an instant later. She really was naked, like buck naked in the desert which was, like,  the worst Idea ever, and she had a sunburn a mile wide her skin was all red. Aside from that, she noticed that she was well small, smaller than ever and a lot younger. "My hair.", she touched her head and noticed there was something, but it was short. "Oh come on. I was growing that since I was born into this world to make a wig for Genevieve and her next chemo after I found a way back into my own"

Well, even if it made little sense since this is not back home but another world. 

Grumbling, she sat down only to jump up screaming again, "hot!" apparently she couldn't even sit down without things getting too hot in uncomfortable places. Looking up, she frowned. 

I am going to be dead meat if I don't find shelter and food, honestly who the hell ends up naked in the damn desert, apparently me, fuck god. Don't tell me I now actually have to figure out where in the fricking Suna desert I am, how do the chances stand I encounter a trading caravan out here. 

Looking into the nothingness and the endless expanses of the desert, she felt the need to sign. The sun was burning mercilessly, and the sand was hot, the little shadow she was hiding in right now would be gone soon and the night in the desert was bitter cold. 

Oh, I'm so damn screwed.

 

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