TIME TO DRY OFF

J's P.O.V

My life is weird now.

I live in Felicia's cave now. Today was my second day here, but it was still strange. It was really, really big and made of trees not rocks like mine.

But I liked trees, so I liked her cave.

There were things about Felicia's cave that were weird. Like how the water came from anywhere, you just had to turn the top part really hard and it'd appear. There was also this cold box which had all the food, I think it went hunting when we slept because it was always full. But I didn't understand why it kept the food cold when the black top would make it hot again.

Why couldn't the box keep it hot?

Or the black top could go hunting instead?

I don't even know how to start unraveling this one - Roger sighs in my mind.

I didn't ask you to - I growl back. I hear a creak from outside the door and hold my breath, squeezing my knees super tight.

Just because you hold your breath doesn't mean she won't find you.