This body is your own, and you might want to examine it, see what interesting features it has to offer. Everything appears to be in order, but you can’t help but be drawn to a glow just beneath your chin. You crane your neck, but no matter what angle you try, you cannot discover the source of the glowing. However, you are soon distracted again by your new found senses, the green world around you rustles, and your nose is assaulted by a flurry of new scents. Rich scents, sweet scents, bitter scents, you cannot keep track.

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This space is impossibly green and so pleasantly warm, the air is clear and clean and it feels good to breathe it in. A warm amber light illuminates the space, helping you to clearly identify the world around you. The space you are inside is impossibly large, but when you look up you see a solid ceiling above your head, coated in thick soft moss. It is the same moss that coats the floor, covering most of the open space. Only the large-leaved ferns and pale closed flowers repel the moss’ soft embrace. You realise that you too have been lying on the moss, but you are on your paws now.

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Simon and Anatoli, when you turn your heads you see each other. You aren’t sure how, but you know in some way that you are related to one another.

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Nutmeg and Bayrull, you lay eyes on each other. You aren’t sure how, but you know in some way that you are related to one another.

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“Hello?”

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You don’t know where this voice is coming from, but it sounds gentle and timid.

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“Are you safe? Are you unharmed?”

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The voice trembles, but not out of fear. It sounds very far away, and the distortion suggests that they are finding it difficult to reach you.

 

The Voice cuts out. You hear it no longer.