At the very moment they were about to land on The New World and begin their migration, the villagers aboard the Hope One jolted awake. Some were roused by the sweltering heat, others choked by the stifling air, and the rest shot upright in pure terror.
April 2nd, 6:15 AM.
As the first dormitory door swung open and someone rushed out panting, a domino effect took hold. The other doors clattered open in rapid succession.
Without exception, a look of bewildered shock plastered every single face.
"Damn, what happened? Am I still dreaming?"
"Are we getting hijacked by aliens? No, wait, did we fall into a trap set by an alien race?!"
"Yuan, pinch me... HISS, that freaking hurts! This... this is real!"
Amidst the chaotic chatter, it took less than two minutes for everyone to pour out of their rooms.
