Christian immediately spun around after the something had bumped into him, and found a rather oddly dressed female taking a few steps back in order to gather space. It was at that moment that the sounds coming from the other side of the hall had started to register. Christian closed his eyes momentarily and shuddered as the loud noises grew louder and louder. Once he opened his eyes, he focused on the group of kids yelling at each other. They seemed to be yelling in a language he hadn’t heard before. He didn’t recognize any of the kids, which means he definitely wasn’t anywhere in the immediate area outside of his city in California. 

[color=00a651][i]Does that mean I’m in another country? How is that possible? How did I get here? Was this after the crash?
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He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the oddly dressed girl speak. It was English, which Christian was ecstatic about, but it had a very noticeable French accent. 

[color=00a651]“Uh, yeah,”[/color] Christian said, uncertain. He blinked a couple of times and ran a hand over his side part. [color=00a651]“I speak English. Glad to hear that someone else does, as well. Do you know where we are? How did I get here? What are you doing in that outfit? Were you the one who was at the crash?”[/color]

At that moment, that’s when the pain in his right ribcage presented itself. It wasn’t unbearable, but it was definitely uncomfortable. Christian raised his hand up to his side and gently placed it on the spot where the pain seemed to be emanating from.  He shook his head and offered a small, weary smile at the lady. 

[color=00a651]“I’m sorry. My name is Christian. What’s yo-”[/color]

The young man’s eyes widened and he immediately pointed at the spot where one of the kids used to be. He had been saying something Christian couldn’t make out, and in an instant, the kid had vanished. It was impossible. 

[color=00a651]“Did you see that!?”[/color] He asked the girl in front of him. [color=00a651]“He just… disappeared! How did he do that!?”
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