Tangible

Ari falls asleep in her world and wakes up somewhere impossible: standing among the delinquents as the drop ship lands. She's not a Grounder, not a Skaikru - just... her. Flesh and blood. A tangible in a fictional nightmare.

At first, she thinks it's a dream. Then she feels the sting of hunger, the scrape of bark on her palms, the smell of iron in spilled blood. She realizes: if she bleeds, she can die here.

The question becomes: how long can she keep herself alive in a story she already knows?