[center][color=cc9331][h1]Brenton Ackerley[/h1][/color][/center]
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Others woke, one by one, understandably just as confused. One even asked Brenton and the punk girl if they were real people - exactly the question Brenton had been wondering about everyone else here. [color=cc9331]"Yep, I think so anyway. Could have eaten something weird, taken a nap, and dreamed being here."[/color] He pinched his arm, feeling a slight sting. [color=cc9331]"Nope, passed the reality check. Heh, which means I'm not dreaming you up..."[/color]

He gave an uneasy smile, trying to quell the rising panic. If this wasn't a dream, where were they all? He took a deep breath, holding on to rational explanations. The colours on the mist had to be a trick of the light through the trees, and the distant glows were nothing other than marsh lights, a natural phenomenon. As for the bells, that could be chalked up to someone's accessories jangling. That didn't explain why or how a bunch of people had randomly ended up here, though.

Gripping the first aid kit and backpack as one girl gasped and flailed, he headed towards her, relaxing once she insisted she was ok. At her question, he thought back to before the onset of the strange sensation. [color=cc9331]"Hmm... Last I remember, I was camping with friends in a forest that actually made sense, and got light-headed out of nowhere. Weirdest feeling, like being about to faint..."[/color] He stopped his search for an apt description. He'd once passed out in a crowded elevator and freaked everyone out, but that had been embarrassing enough without letting it slip to a bunch of strangers. [color=cc9331]"Or so I'd figure. How about you, what do you guys remembe-"[/color]

Frantic yells caught his attention. A guy rushed around, calling for someone. [color=cc9331]"Hey, hey, breathe,"[/color] Brenton said as calmly as he could, approaching him. [color=cc9331]"No idea what this place is, but..."[/color] He turned back to the group. [color=cc9331]"Is there a Venassa here?"[/color]

That was when he spotted someone he hadn't expected to see. Someone who addressed him. [color=cc9331]"Walé? Wow, small world, whatever this world even is."[/color] Brenton gave a slight chuckle. [color=cc9331]"It's been how many years?"[/color] He recalled their childhood friendship, the gentle-natured teasing when Walé won at competitions. Considering Brenton had long since moved away, though, how had they both run into each other here? And surely anyone in a dream would be as he remembered them, not any older?

More screams. He hurried towards the source, a girl trapped under a snoring sleepyhead, just as a red-haired boy did. The guy wasted no time in lifting and laying down the sleeper, but neither the shrieking nor slaps from the other girl had woken her. Brenton frowned. Kneeling down, he carefully positioned the unconscious girl's limbs and rolled her onto her side, into the recovery position. [color=cc9331]"Well at least her breathing's ok, judging by the snoring,"[/color] he commented, before looking up at the redhead - Marcus. [color=cc9331]"Yeah, it's not your everyday occurence for sure,"[/color] he replied, [color=cc9331]"but if we got in here, there's got to be a way out. By the way, I'm Brenton."[/color]

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[center][color=de2f46][h1]Aubrey Hughes[/h1][/color][/center]
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Aubrey would have been next to answer Freya's question, if not for a bout of cries. Her head snapped round as a dark-haired guy wildly searched through the overgrowth, calling a name - Venassa. Someone else separated from a person dear to them, with no knowledge of their whereabouts. Aubrey rushed over, even though the guy with the medical kit already tried to calm him. Standing a short distance back so as not to freak out the now-crouching guy further, she spoke up. [color=de2f46]"Fuck, another disappearance? As for what this place is..."[/color] She snorted. [color=de2f46]"My guess is as good as yours, but I doubt we're in some land of happily-ever-afters."[/color] Not exactly comforting, but if something seemed too good to be true, that meant it was.

She whirled round at nearby startled yells. A girl, shrieking in a foreign language - Japanese? - pinned under a rather less alert form. [color=de2f46]"Is she ok?"[/color] Aubrey asked as two guys, including the one who (hopefully) had some medical knowledge, set about tending to the unconscious girl. The other girl, a twin sister as was clear from their appearances, didn't seem too worried judging by the slaps. Finding a sibling annoying and lovable at the same time was something Aubrey could certainly relate to. [color=de2f46]"Quite the deep sleeper, huh?"[/color]

With another deep breath of sickly-sweet air, she turned back to Freya. [color=de2f46]"Yeah... I was looking for someone. I swear she was there, but the next moment..."[/color] Her voice wavered, her tough facade cracking. She glanced around the landscape once more. Still no sign of Nissa. Aubrey dug her fingernails into her palms. Was Nissa somewhere here, or had she just lost her chance to find her? She didn't know which possibility was worse. 

She looked over her shoulder, at the boy who'd panicked just now. Could they help each other find their respective loved ones? [color=de2f46]"Looks like we've both got some searching to do."[/color]