Some things Chiasa just doesn't find funny. Waking up with a jungle in her room is one of them. Finding a Flying Fox with an almost three foot wingspan hanging over her head is another. In fact, although the bat wasn't a threat, it had been the primary reason she'd left her room. Vampire, bat, ha ha.

Of course it's not any less weird outside her room, and she's been climbing over roots and slipping between plants for the last hour, trying to find anyplace normal. She spots a man up ahead, scratching at himself, and tries not to smirk. Thank goodness she's not the only one irritated by this.

"Interesting day we're having, isn't it?"