In the sands in front of the gathering group, a grey box half buried in the sand started to blink blue. The single beacon light on top of it was bright enough to catch their eyes. When the curious pixie digimon and her partner opened it, there was a simple screen and one button below. As they hit it, a message started playing, with a waveform log and a stickman with a question mark for a face as a visual:

[i]“Greetings, my name is CG, and welcome to the digital world. I am sure you are confused, all seven pairs of you. Those little creatures you find next to you are called Digimon, but more on that later. You are at a lake. If you look at it, you will face west. You need to make your way around - or over if you are brave enough - to reach a place called the abandoned temple. There all your questions will be answered. You can go either to the north through the desert, or south through the forested area. Be careful, neither are exactly safe after dark. Oh, and by the way - this is a dead drop box, prerecorded message, don’t bother asking questions. There is one more important thing: Each of you were given a digivice, you’ll recognize it when you see it. Guard it with your life. I’ll see you at the Temple. Ta ta!”[/i]

the voice finished and the box disintegrated into raw data, leaving the newly baked Digidestined probably more confused than before. The most blatant question was though: Where was the supposed seventh pair? Unnoticed by the rest of them, two sets of tracks could be found leading north of the lake...