[center][h2]Sasha Koslova[/h2][/center]
As the apparent reality of her situation set in, Sasha took another look around the others assembled in the strange place she'd somehow been transported to. Most of the others there were girls like her, presumably around the same age as her. Each of them seemed to have a very particular dress sense, ranging from all-black to hoodies and shorts to what looked like a punk ensemble, and their heights further made their exact ages a little hard to determine; and for a moment, a cold pit formed in her stomach and the hairs on her neck began to stand on end as she wondered if she'd been abducted by someone with [i]motives[/i]. A moment later, however, and she shook her head, noticing there were also a handful of boys; so whatever it was they were here for, it probably wasn't [i]that[/i]. Their ages were a little easier to clue out, with one of them looking like a grown man, dressed in warm clothing not unlike one of dad's younger coworkers, another looked to be a similar age to her and the other girls, with a similarly [i]elaborate[/i] style of clothing and one outright appeared to be a small child. 

Said child(?) then proceeded to jump into an impromptu song and dance routine, their glaringly [i][b][color=pink]pink[/color][/b][/i] apparel flashing about like the display of a bird of paradise, and one of the older boys yelled something in excited response loud enough for Sasha to wince as she was snapped out of her thoughts. Well, clearly not everyone was as confused by their current circumstances as she was. Maybe they knew something more about all this than she did? 

[i]"It never occurred to you that the humans might speak different languages?"[/i] At the new voice, however, she flinched and turned to see two new individuals amongst them, a man and a woman; and while they looked human at a glance, their height and [i]wings[/i] stopped that train of thought dead in its tracks. 

The two spoke between themselves for a moment, in voices that weren't heard so much as [i]felt[/i]. Though their mouths were moving, the words they spoke seemed to resonate and reverberate through her head, as if they were bypassing verbal communication to transmit their thoughts directly into her brain and only providing a comforting imitation of speech. She wondered, again, if they had been abducted by aliens; she'd read some of her dad's old collection of science-fiction stories while he was teaching her Russian, and many of the beings from beyond the stars described there communicated their minds rather than through spoken words.

A moment later, however, and the man(?) called up a cluster of lights and sent them flying towards herself and the others assembled there. On instinct, Sasha threw up her arms to block the one he'd sent her way; but not only did it easily pass through them, as it did it seemed to disappear into her, and the bizarre sensation of the beings' voices faded. Now, as she lowered her arms and looked at them, their voices registered as no different from those of the other humans. She still didn't understand exactly what he'd done; but she didn't get much of a chance to dwell on that, as he promptly continued.

[i]"I know you have questions, and if you want them answered, you're going to have to calm down and listen."[/i] Now that she wasn't so overwhelmed by the man's(?) words, his voice and manner pricked at her a little. He just grabbed them all up out of the blue and expected them to be alright with it? But nothing prepared her for what came next; [i]"I'll start with the most likely thing you're wondering: 'Where am I?' This answer might be difficult to believe, but right now you're in the Heaven of the Digital World."[/i]

... Heaven!?! Was she dead? Just like that? Another one ripped away from dad, Nic and Kat without rhyme or reason, just like-

'No, no, calm down.' She whispered to herself, taking a deep breath to air out the panic and long-buried grief before they could swallow her up; she was stronger than that. She didn't know what was going on yet, but as quick pinch of the skin on her left hand elicited an involuntary wince of pain, it at least seemed like she was alive. And as much as that was the barest minimum she could ask for, it was a comfort nonetheless; enough to embolden her to look at the two beings and speak up.

"Excuse me, but you- you say that like we should know what it means." She said, crossing her arms and levelling a light glare at the man(?); perhaps not the most authoritative display, however, as her voice came out a little shaky, and she could feel herself trembling slightly from the residual shock. Nevertheless, she pushed on before she could doubt herself. "What on earth- or off of it- is the Digital World, and why did you just snatch us all here?"