Slowly regaining consciousness, Camille keeps her eyes closed while analyzing her surroundings. She flexes her hands but stops at the touch of sand beneath her fingers. It's smooth and hot, burning hot, but it doesn't seem to bother her at all. Focusing a little more, Camille begins to feel the blaze of the midday sun burning her skin. She breathes in; while internally examining her body to ensure there's no more damage than before.
Something doesn't feel the same. The air feels humid and cold, it ...