Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20191021184338/@comment-3293219-20191030224918

Morgan's vision was overwhelmed by white, within a heartbeat, the breeze on the air was gone, along with the sun and she now found herself at the heart of a metalic hallway, with the strange hum of foreign machines providing what little atmosphere there was.

The air was completely artificial and nothing around her was earthly, it was frightfully brilliant.

"Yay! You're in one piece!" A young girl grinned, running up to her. The girl looked like she couldn't be any older than twenty, she was basically a child, by most metricks.

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"Santaclaus and his sweatshop full of elves." Naomi guessed, it was as good of a guess as any.