You wake up. There is darkness all around you, the smell of something disgustingly sweet and rotting permeated into the air around you. But as far as you can tell, whatever caused that smell is no longer here.
There are many loud noises outside, things that sound like the wind you knew on the arctic tundra, but they don't seem right to you.
--->This does not feel like home. Last you remember, you were arguing with your parents- Thundersnow wanted you to be more respectful towards him and Avalanche- who had been merely sitting nearby. She had been watching. Just watching. She never said a word against Thunder, but then again, who wanted to. Maybe it had something to do with the scent of berries on her breath, although nobody could quite prove for certain.
Graupel had been out, having run away crying. You wanted to do something for her- it was never her fault, what your parents decided to do, and your sister did not deserve any of the misgendering or harm that Thunder and Ava decided to toss her way. Maybe your parents had done some good things, had been on some amazing adventures, but if this was how they had ended up then you didn't really want to know more about their youth.
Either way, you certainly hadn't been here the last time you had blinked, and you weren't quite sure why you were sleeping, either. Did... Did you just forget? Or was it something else?
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- >Poke around the place. Where are you?
You aren't quite sure if you want to stand up just yet. But this is a really new place, and if you don't know your surroundings, then you don't know... Yourself? You aren't sure where that metaphor was going, it just sounded smart.
The first thing that grabs your eyes is a bright light coming from outside whatever this box-like container is. Maybe if it were a bit less bright, you'd be able to see what's outside- but your eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and really, staring at this narrow slit just hurts your eyes.
It doesn't seem like this weird box is moving. But you almost find yourself wishing it was; this stench isn't something that you'll likely get used to anytime soon.
There's some weird liquid in the corner- probably where the smell is coming from, so you don't really want to go near it. The walls seem... Well, not pliable, but they move a bit if you knock them. Some scratches from who knows what are in some places, nothing really stands out to you. Really, there seems to be nothing too useful or of interest here. Drat.
Except all of a sudden there's the slit, getting bigger and now it's too bright to see. You jump up, squinting up at whatever it is that's opening the top and showing off your fiercest snarl- although it probably looks more like you're about to sneeze, because you're really bothered by that bright light, and the sounds from outside the weird green box thing that have suddenly gotten much louder. But you're mostly freaking out.
OH GOOD STELLAR F*CK THERE'S SOMETHING BEING THROWN INTO THIS BOX OF DOOM AND DESPAIR, TIME TO FREEZE AND HOPE WHATEVER IT IS DOESN'T CRUSH YOUR FACE AND-
It's utterly harmless. Just a weird brown paper thing. Really, you shouldn't have been scared at all.
WHY DO YOUR SURROUNDINGS HATE YOU. WHY DO THEY CAUSE YOU SUCH STRESS.
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