Ruth jolted her body awake by stretching and twisting different parts of her body after an aching boat ride of what the travel time felt like centuries passed. Stepping off the vehicle, her slightly-widened eyes traveled around her to scan her surroundings, seeming to be too occupied to listen to the captain’s instructions of trailing nowhere but down a specific path. As the girl heard the engine of the vehicle behind her kick up to operate, she turned over her shoulder and watched the boat accelerating further away from her sight, mentally wishing it a solemn farewell. Head cautiously turning from left to right, the girl eventually found that she was alone; a sensation she grew quite numb to. Her sight was being engraved by nothing but lifeless trees and dark skies. At one moment, she pondered as to what exactly were [i]their[/i] intentions of sending her to such a place. [i]Not that it was not okay.[/i] This was far better than the place where she had come from. With that thought in mind, Ruth simply shrugged her shoulders and proceeded down the only welcoming pathway that was present. The place was deafeningly quiet and the only eerie sounds that could be heard were the soft treading of the sole of her shoe as they came in contact with the ground and her steady deep inhales of her nostrils. Looking back would be at the bottom list of one of the best ideas that Ruth, or anyone in particular, could do, so kept her gaze fixed right at the front. Along the way, Ruth felt a spark of shock and ease in her chest when she trail of what seemed to be like a person’s outline not far away from where she stood. Years of feeling isolated, she wasn’t too certain of her ability to communicate with another individual, but a fact about the place where the both of them are standing on is that it’s particularly not even plotted anywhere in any geographical maps, and she’d need all the help her sanity can get on. And, just maybe, he’s one of the people who will be assisting her throughout. She had no choice but to gather her courage to speak up to him or her, be it an epic fail or not. Just when her pace increased down the pathway, she was halted by another indescribable figure that appeared out of the sudden blues, making the poor girl gasp and freeze in horror. [color=ed1c24]“What the-!”[/color] She silently cursed. [color=00aeef]“What the hell are you?!”[/color] a voice echoed out loudly, quite sure directing at the creature. From this, Ruth was able to extract a few facts about the lad; from the tone of the voice, it’s a young man, and a lone clueless rabbit, just like her.