Coconut.

That's the smell that cascaded around her.

She knew that if she opened her eyes- even for a second- she would fall. Darkness enshrouded her figure, and the crescent moon lent her no light. The stars were barely shining in the dark clouds that hung above.

She fell among the sand, groping for a handhold in the spiny bark of the coconut tree. But to no avail- she landed with a thump. Wincing, she opened her eyes.

A hand grabbed her and yanked her up, not gentle at all.

"You are not supposed to be here."