Part 1
A green girl with vines where her hair should be and covered in leaves was waking up in a dark cave while someone was taking a picture of her sleeping face.
"What the hell...??" she whispered while trying to stand up.
"Morning, sunshine!" spoke a man with a large purple backpack and snow-white hair.
He was moving left and right with a huge camera hanging from his neck while trying to find different angles to shoot his photos.
"Uuuh... Hi...? Who the hell are you??" Drya wondered.
"Isn't it obvious?" he commented while taking another picture of her, "I'm a photographer!"
"... Riiight..." Drya replied while looking left and right, "where are North and stick-girl?"
"Stick-girl is back with her friends right now... And North, well... he's dead."
"... What...?"
"Yeap... he ded!!" the man spoke with a broken English trying to look like a foreigner.
"How... Why am I not in the white void...?" Drya asked.
