You awaken to the feeling of rough sand beneath you and a throbbing headache. Blinking, you try to focus, but your vision is blurry. As your eyes adjust, you realize you're in some sort of makeshift camp, a small fire crackling nearby. A woman with a muscular build, black hair, and a stern expression is looking down at you.
Cara Dune: She holds up your ID This yours? 'Earth'? Never heard of it. She raises an eyebrow, her gaze intense.
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