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Tired of the constant drama in Berry Avenue, you dreamed of something more. After discovering the existence of different "realms" with lifestyles you never heard of, you built a portal machine to explore them.
While escaping danger fro...
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"Survive the Disasters!"
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As they stepped out of the portal, their shoes changed against the cold, metal floor. (Name) immediately scanned their surroundings, glass walls enclosed the circular space, offering a view of the beautiful blue sky. “Whoa! Where are we now?” They asked, eyes wide with curiosity and caution.
Jane glanced down at her wrist device, the screen flickering to life with unfamiliar data. “Natural Disaster Survival,” she muttered, her tone low and focused. Her gaze rose to the walls, pausing on a couple of missing-person posters taped to the glass. She stepped closer, examining each one intently, as though she was searching for someone familiar, someone important.
(Name)’s eyes landed on two blue staircases in the center of the room, spiraling upward into the unknown. Before they could say anything, a voice muttered from behind, “Dang it, I got flung.” Out of thin air, just casually making their way toward the stairs. A few others, equally unfazed, followed after them. They're just appearing out of nowhere.
“Hey, Jane. We should check upstairs,” (Name) said, lightly tapping her shoulder.
The touch jolted Jane from her trance. “Huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah, good idea,” she replied, her voice distant but agreeable.
With a soft hum of a random tune, (Name) started up the blue steps. Jane followed close behind, still stealing a couple of glances at the posters behind them.
As they reached the top of the stairs, A burst of sunlight greeted them. The space was sparse, just two oversized advertising signs about a Green Balloon and Red Apple and a bulky yellow machine humming beside them with a digital screen displaying a number.
“Hey, look! There's some people up here,” (Name) pointed out, already making their way toward a small group gathered near the edge.
The people stood silently, peering down over the rooftop as if watching something unfold below. Jane followed, her eyes flicking between the strangers and the edge. Wondering what was interesting but also she was planning to question them about the posters downstairs. Now with people in sight, she saw a chance to ask the questions burning in her head.
(Name) strolled up to the edge where the others were gathered, peering down at the tiny island below. A vibrant rainbow Ferris wheel slowly spun in the distance, glittering like a candy-cotton dream.
“Aw, sweet! A Ferris wheel!” they gasped, eyes lighting up, “I haven't seen one of those in forever!” With a grin, they nudged Jane, who had just stepped up beside them, feeling a bit more calm.
