[ She comes to slowly, taking in the surroundings and her new outfit. There's a white hand held device next to her, and she picks it up, pressing something on it.
Nothing happens. Firefly clutches it tighter.
A frown, as she notices the box with her name on it and the note attached. She wants answers, so she starts opening it up, looking for anything like a pamphlet.
It is devoid of any kind of paper.
She picks it up and starts walking in any direction. ]
Is this a dream...?
[ Why else would everything be this hard to make out? ]
II.
[ She'll seat herself in the cafe and start pulling out the items in the gift box. ]
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[ She comes to slowly, taking in the surroundings and her new outfit. There's a white hand held device next to her, and she picks it up, pressing something on it.
Nothing happens. Firefly clutches it tighter.
A frown, as she notices the box with her name on it and the note attached. She wants answers, so she starts opening it up, looking for anything like a pamphlet.
It is devoid of any kind of paper.
She picks it up and starts walking in any direction. ]
Is this a dream...?
[ Why else would everything be this hard to make out? ]
II.
[ She'll seat herself in the cafe and start pulling out the items in the gift box. ]
An... egg?