Walking by, a girl around the age of 15 is taking a stroll through the snow-covered forest, wearing a thick light blue fur coat with boats of a similar fashion; she looks pretty comfortable in this excessive cold. "What a peaceful morning, the wind is blowing, the air is nice and crisp, the birds' ar- "suddenly, the peaceful morning is interrupted by a scream" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." The sound startled the girl, and she screamed back. The girl looks up to find Randy hanging from a tree railing in pain, falling on top of her, and with the softest voice you've ever heard says, "owwwwwwwie, what was that for mister" she pushes Randy off. She brushes off her clothes. In a pouty tone, she says, "you're getting all my clothes dirty. Why were you in that tree anyway mister. especially in this cold". still a bit hazy, Randy starts to grasp where he is, "what-, where am i" as nerves finally catch up with him, he's shrunken with a surge of cold winter air. "HOLY MOTHER." shocked by the weather, "bro why is it so cold!!" Bursting into shivers, automatically, he starts looking for the closest thing that would hold any warmth. And without hesitation, Randy slips into her coat and is astonished. It's as if he was transported to a dimension of warm starting of the drier pillow world. The warmth that came off her body would put any hot tub to shame; not only was the inside of her jacket warm, but her skin was in a league of its own. It felt as if you could sink into it and fall asleep on two beautifully shaped pillows perfectly propped on her chest; they were not too big to where it would become saggy, nor too small to be uncomfortable to lay on. Now, as he shifted his body to feel a little comfier, realizing that she was bear underneath the jacket or that maybe he's just slipped past all the layers. Still, he doesn't react to it in his now calmed mind and starts to drift asleep.
Giving out a second sigh of happiness, he realizes that this once perfected dimension is starting to become hot. Like REALLY REALLY hot, starting to panic, he starts moving around trying to escape the heat, which, sadly enough for him, makes it hotter "GETTTTT OUT!!!!!" The girl screeched, erupting in a large explosion that shook the ground, and trees in the area blasted Randy into a nearby tree, burning his face and most of the surrounding snow. "Too h-hot…:" as the trees settled, snow from the tops fell. Covering him in snow," Too…. Ca-ca-cold" as he's passing out, he looks at the girl that sent him flying. She was a 6" 7 girl with flowing silver hair and fox ears standing in a defensive stance covering areas that had been burned off " What the fuck was that, you pervert!" That was the last thing he heard. Meanwhile, knocked out, Randy dreams of the landscape similar to the previous one, but instead of the grayscale setting, there's color and smell; at last, he gets to see the beautiful landscape he had felt at peace in. Walking down the trail, he could see things that were once invisible, noticing birds chirping in the distance, crows flying overhead, crickets jumping from leaf to leaf, flowers flowing in the breeze, and bees racing from one flower to another. Walking around this beautiful field, Randy runs into something quite peculiar; there seems to be a spot of grass that was a darker shade than the rest, seemingly drained of life. For some odd reason, the area seemed to lure Randy in, making a thumping sound, "thump, thump thump." and the closer he got, the more he felt sleepy, and the louder the sound got THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, now starting to sweat he starts to fade to black. "
"HEY, MISTER, WAKE UP!!!". Then, snapping into consciousness, he sits up gasping for air, his hands around his throat.
Panting, he starts to become aware of his surroundings; it appears that he is in some sort of log cabin, the windows covered up due to the cold, the door sealed up with some fur, probably the same fur used for the girl's clothes from earlier. There seem to be two people in this room. The girl from earlier was now in an ashy navy blue light hoodie with a red stripe going down the middle instead of the heavy fur coat that was previously on—the old man hunched over on a rocking chair, wearing only a large cloak. Randy then draws his attention from the two and looks at the room he's currently residing. Surprisingly, it seemed to be a well-lit room, despite only using a small fireplace for warmth and light. confused, he says out loud. "Where am i" the yellow-haired girl replies "ur in Norwolvben, in the beast-men continent," the girl said. "Sorry for knocking you out," looking down a bit ashamed. "it's….. a condition I have. But anyway, welcome to the village stranger. I hope we can get you situated. Oh, and by chance, you know of a human such as yourself called Los- the old man interrupts, "hush now, child, don't share our secrets with a stranger. Especially not in these times. The old man gets up from his chair. His voice goes to a more serious and intimidating tone, "we're in a war, remember, the dirwol tribe wants the promise boy and possibly this fellow. He walks towards Randy, and now getting a good look at the old man, he realizes the sheer size of this man, standing 8 ft tall with a muscular build, strikes absolute fear into Randy. The air pressure suddenly spikes, making it feel like a thousand pounds were on him. Looming over him." I won't accept a pesky spy in our village." 'The elder grips Randy's head, picking it off the ground and pulling Randy to his face "who sent you, boy" desperately trying to get loose from his clutches, Randy yells, "what are you talking about? No one sent me!". The old man's grip tightens, "don't make me repeat myself ." Attempting to punch his way out, Randy retorts, "how many times do I have to tell you, old man., NO ONE SENT ME! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE I AM!,". Opening his mouth, the elder takes a deep breath, "Being stubborn isn't going to help you ." He pulls his head back and lets out an ear-piercing scream, knocking Randy out. putting the unconscious boy down, the elder recomposes himself. "Well, now that that's over, Furna-" the elder is then interrupted by a punch to the face, sending him flying out of the house, Slamming into a lamppost outside; recovering from the punch, the elder laughs in amusement. "HA, HA, HA, HA! THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT! I KNEW YOU WERE HIDING SOMETHING" the elder gets into a fighting stance. The smoke from the crumbling house clears, and standing in the rubble is Randy with one eye opened, blacked by a black substance leaking out of it, hunched over; Randy charges the old man. the elder takes a deep sigh and composes himself, "Let the execution commence."