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	Looking around things just felt eerily wrong. This couldn't be a dream. Marcus had never had any vivid dreams like this before. Also, none of these faces looked familiar to him, and dreams tended to use faces that came from somewhere. Looking at the twins specifically as he was certain he's only met one Asian person before. But that technically couldn't rule it out. He lived in a very remote place but being on the internet a lot throws the idea of never seeing these faces out of the question. However, the way it seemed that they had such detailed backstories, mannerisms, and characteristics made it unlikely this was a dream. If that was the case then that would mean this weird forest was real. That he was really here.

	He looked around and listened to the others piecing together a few similarities. He began occasionally mumbling to himself as the others discussed things. [color=red]"A lot of us still have our phones but no signal. Hannei has her drone and I have my GoPro so either we weren't kidnapped or it didn't matter?"[/color] With this thought he turned his GoPro on and began recording their surroundings. Some people remembered being tired or light-headed. A lot of people being out in nature. He looked to the others, [color=red]"I was sitting out by a lake when suddenly I got tired. Laid down to take a nap and then screaming and a weird forest. I doubt there's anything to do with where we live. Mainly because I kinda live in the middle of nowhere and am almost certain I've never met any of you. I do pretty good at remembering those I meet in person."[/color]

	Something about this wasn't clicking. There was absolutely no way he and all of these strangers just woke up in a random forest together with no story behind how they got there other than they just had. He mumbled the word, [color=red]"Strangers."[/color] Then he looked up at the others. [color=red]"You four. Brent, Freya, Punk Rock, and Meltdown. Each of you said you were with people? You two were camping. No sight of your friends and no sign of this Venessa for you. You were driving and got separated and you were looking for someone? You saw her before waking up here. If that's the case then why do we actually have people who know each other? Are we all supposed to know someone here but something got mixed up? Julian, right, were you alone when you were walking through the woods? Because if not then everyone other than myself, as far as I know, was with, near, or had very recently interacted with someone else before waking up here?"[/color]

	He started thinking about the whole idea of someone missing. Two people seemed to actively be looking for someone. Two had just been with friends and were separated somehow. One person mentioned being on a bus with another being at a bus stop. Someone had just left their grandparent's house, and the twins were likely together before they woke up here. Then there was him resting by a lake. What was the connection? He turned to look closer at the weird woods themselves. Pretty much everything felt wrong. But the woods were the worst offender. The hairs on the back of his neck rose as if they were being watched. [color=red]"Well, the saying is that curiosity killed the cat. But maybe we get lucky."[/color] He looks on the ground for something small. After finding something he picks it up throwing it into the woods with his GoPro pointed in the direction.