When in Rome, do as the Romans do! Codename: Jing. The number-one assassin of the 22nd century somehow ends up in this godforsaken place, and in an unfamiliar body to boot. Jing looks coldly around at the leaky, thatched-roof shack. The hard-as-a-rock flatbread is impossible to chew. Is this even food?
She gets up and steps outside to take a look. As far as the eye can see, there's only her own ramshackle hut. The outhouse is right beside it, and beyond that is the road!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
