The sun warmed his cheeks as birdsong--or the song of some small, flitting creature--created a peaceful melody in the background. The man though to himself for a short moment. [i]If this was death, I never want to be alive![/i] He felt himself smile, and a deep, jerking noise came out from his mouth. It sounded...familiar. There was a name for it, he recalled, but he couldn't quite get it out. 

His eyes opened, and light burned in them. He hissed slightly, and pulled a hand over his face. He sat up on the skin of the water, looking around for a second time at the lake. The myriad of colours and iridescent scenes made his eyes widen in wonder. However, after seeing the four other figures looking at him, he thought his eyeballs would roll free from their sockets. He smiled, and motioned his flat palm towards them. He couldn't remember why, but it seemed a peaceful movement. Each of the four, two with long hair, two with short, looked similar--features in the same places. Their faces were scrawled on with strange, alien markings--perhaps they had some meaning? It wasn't important, he went back to his quick survey--One person in their box, while the other three stood. The man was almost a little jealous--he'd fallen straight into the water. Still, he'd never been more glad to see other forms of life before, and they were similar to him. He felt there was something he needed to do...something he needed to...say? A sound to come out of his mouth. He tried forming it, as best his foggy memory would allow. "Hurr..." the syllable drooled out of his mouth and was met with a moment of silence. A heat grew under the arms of the man. As much as he wouldn't have--or couldn't have--admitted it, he was anxious for their reply.