![]() I better get some rest”Įxhausted from the day's events, Anne finds a decent-sized rock and gathers some leaves from just outside the cave to put on it. “I hope you girls are ok, wherever you are. Panting heavily, Anne pulls out an image of her, Sasha, and Marcy. She runs even faster and makes it into the entrance of the cave and slumps onto the ground. “Oh come on!” she says, as she breaks into a run.Īnne looks around frantically for anything she could use for cover from the rain, after roughly 10 minutes, she notices a cave in the distance. ![]() Then, lightning strikes in the distance, and it starts to rain. “I will not resort to eating bugs,” she says with a growl. Her stomach rumbles, and she packs up her bag to try and find some food.Īn hour passes, and she finds nothing edible, aside from the many, many bugs. They brought it to the playground, opened it, and then…Īnne snaps back to the present and quickly opens the box, shielding her eyes. They met up with Marcy at a thrift store and saw the box on the fancy-looking dresser. It was her birthday and Sasha convinced her to skip school, they went partying around the town before Sasha received a text from Marcy about a gift she had for Anne. She pulls the odd-looking box out of her bag and suddenly remembers what happened that day. “Pencil case, phone, pen, magazine, bath bomb, hairdryer, air pump, weird frog box, wait what?” She looks through her bag to see what she has. Alone in a strange swampy-looking place.Īnne looks down to her left and pulls her backpack out of the mud. She does one more look around her new surroundings, finding no one else. ![]() “Marcy, Sasha, are you guys seeing this?” “Where am I? What happened?” she says while examining her surroundings more. She stares at her surroundings trying to figure out what happened.Īll around her are lily pads the size of trees, massive glowing mushrooms, moss and mud covering the clearing around her, and reeds that easily double her height. Anne opens her eyes slowly and begins to stand up from her spot in the mud.
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