Daylight still in the sky, and the temperature mild. My scarf blowing in the breeze and my boots tattered and scruffy. Walking down the smooth pavement, the shops all open and the smell of fresh warm sugar donuts fill the air. A white building, towers over me as I walk past.

“The hotel, I have always wanted to stay in.”

“Same.” Said a voice coming from behind me.

“AHH.” I yelped at the top of my voice.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you by the way I’m Lucinda.”

“Lunar.”

Moments later we looked back and… golden bees hung on.