Green.
Not the kind of dark shade that for some reason was burned into her eyes every time she closed them, or the kind of childlike green of a Crayola crayon, but rather the kind of green that came from a plant that had never lacked for nutrients in the entirety of its existence.
Green.
It was the first thing Felicity saw when she opened her eyes.
And the first thing she thought as soon as she did so was something simple, just a name.
Oliver.
She wasn't sure who Oliver was or why she was thinking about him, but she didn't have much time to spend dwelling on the places her mind took her, as a very much more relevant question stole her attention away.
Where was she?
Which was followed by the very obvious; how had she gotten there?
Felicity sat up, every muscle in her body protesting as she did so, if breaking muscles were possible, she would've been convinced each and every single one she had was broken, from the way her body responded to the seemingly menial task.
She placed a hand on her head, waiting for the dizziness that had ensued as a direct result from sitting up to pass, before pulling it away at the feeling of something wet and sticky. She supposed it was too much to hope that the substance on her hand was some kind of animal pee, but she was greeted by the expectant sight of her own blood.
She looked around, ignoring the way even her neck seemed incredibly determined not to be put to any use, only to find herself disappointed. Everywhere she looked it was all the same, the same thickly branched green trees, the same dirt and grass covered ground, the same never ending sight of forest.
She was completely, and totally surrounded by it.
Felicity glanced down at herself taking in the grey sneakers, jeans, white v-necked shirt, and green canvas jacket she was wearing, not even taking a second to wonder why she was in an outfit so opposed to her normal professional attire, it seemed like a small blessing after all, and instead looked at her legs.
At first sight, nothing seemed to be wrong with them besides the obvious, numbing pain, and so she grasped onto the lowest branch of the tree nearest to her, and hoisted herself up. The move, also served as a precaution which came in handy as the tree supported her weight in the few moments her legs needed to get functioning as they attempted to buckle underneath her.
Felicity canvassed the area she had woken up in, hoping to find some kind of indication of how she had gotten there, or at the very least where she was, and best case scenario, hoping to find some indication that she was not the only living, breathing human being wherever she was.
But she didn't get any kind of confirmation, of well anything. It was just her.
"Hello?" Felicity called loudly, her voice sounding hoarse, though she had no way to remedy that.
She didn't bother feeling slightly stupid when no one replied, she had watched enough movies to know that no one ever replied, and if they did it was no one good.
She was on her own.
Which, in itself, was a very, very big problem.
Felicity was a very capable person, she was independent, self-sufficient, and very good at being alone.
However, in order to be all those things there were two things that Felicity needed, an internet connection, and some kind of machinery to connect to the internet with.
So in other words, in order to function, Felicity needed to be in civilization.
And this was not civilization, not by any means.
"Okay, Felicity." She muttered to herself, "Don't freak out. This is just like when I was kid, and got lost in the mall. Mom's going to find you any second, and it's all going to be over."
Except her mom wasn't going to find her, there was something in her, some feeling she didn't really understand that was telling her it wasn't her mom she wanted looking for her anyway, that there was someone else she wanted in her corner, someone else that was already looking for her.
Though the feeling was something she needed to dismiss, considering she had just moved to Starling City a couple of months ago, she didn't know anyone, and her mom wouldn't know she was missing, it wasn't like Felicity called more than once or twice a month.
She always knew that was going to come back and bite her in the ass.
Felicity pushed up her glasses slightly so they sat better on the bridge of her nose. They were only slightly crooked, and she was just going to go ahead and count that as the second small blessing she had.
Maybe, if she got lucky, her third small blessing would be a plane waiting for her, ready to get her the hell off of, well, wherever she was.
Felicity looked up, the sun was shining unmercifully, or mercifully, considering how one looked at it, currently she was leaning towards the latter, and it didn't look like it had any intentions of setting anytime soon.
She decided to take that as her third blessing.
She doubted she was going to get anymore.
Felicity slowly let go of the tree, and took a tentative step forward, just barely testing the waters, confirming she could in fact walk without support.
She couldn't just sit there and do nothing, it would be dark eventually, and Felicity didn't have time to be scared, she could be scared once the sky turned to the color of coal, and she had at least found some kind of shelter.
She needed to find shelter, or even her way off of wherever she was, she had to get there somehow, maybe her ticket there was her ticket out.
She walked slowly, picking up a big stick that was lying on the ground, when it caught her eye. She had no intentions of being caught off guard by some kind of wild animal, though she wasn't really sure what she, a 5'5, 117 pound girl, whose only real skills lay in technology, was meant to do against a wild animal, but at least when someone finally found her body, they would know that she had least tried.
Or at least thought about trying.
And that was really all that mattered.
Felicity simply walked forward, she didn't have the energy to try and devise a route, it wasn't like she would even know where to begin, she was tired, and thirsty, and hungry, and she couldn't ignore any of those three things, because she knew if she didn't find a way out of the forest, all three were going to become very real problems.
"I freaking hate nature." Felicity muttered to herself as she dug her protection stick that had really just turned into something she was leaning her weight on, "If I wanted to go for a hike, I would've become Ranger fucking Rick, not an IT specialist."
Felicity wasn't sure how long she walked, or how far, but by the time she had got to the edge of the forest, the sun was setting, and Felicity was coming to one very horrible, very unfortunate realization.
She wasn't in a forest at all.
Not unless forests suddenly had beaches, and were surrounded by vast amounts of water.
Felicity was on an island.