When she woke up, she was surrounded by endless mountains of garbage, and she was now in one of them.
The gray sky, the foul-smelling air, the unfamiliar territory—this made her think of kidnapping in an instant.
However, when she saw her thin, dirty paws and dirty and torn unfamiliar clothes, she fell silent - and then began to estimate her height while looking at a broken TV in the corner of the garbage mountain nearby.
Less than one meter high.
She thought.
Then he pulled out the messy hair hanging behind his back - although it was covered by stains and condensed into strips by sewage, it could still be seen that its original color was rose red, not black.
Okay, now she is completely sure that kidnapping is nothing, and she even hopes that it will be fine if it is really kidnapped - kidnapping is just being kidnapped, and now she is being kidnapped by a certain world! !