"GK? GK, what are you doing? Where are we going?"

"Ha, ha. Okay, look!"

"W.. What?"

"The echo flowers!"

'The echo flowers!'

"Whoa! Wait, why are we here?"

'Whoa! Wait, why are we here?'

"Ha, ha! There is a reason, believe it or not."

"So, whats this reason, GK?"

"I found a secret!"

'I found a secret!'

"Whoa, not so loud, flower. A secret is a secret."

"Yeah, don't repeat that."

"Come on, MK!"

"Ha, ha. Okay. Don't tell our parents we're here!"

"They're just flowers, they can't tell on us."

"But if they repeat what we say, then..?"

"Hmm.. But why would they be walking through here?"

"Um.. I guess maybe looking for us?"

"Well, guess we better get moving. Don't let them catch our trail, ha, ha."

Huh? What happened.. Your head hurt.. What was with that memory...? Where were you?

The room was, luckily, dark and unwelcoming. Good for your eyes, at least..

You tried to get up, before realizing what you were laying on. It was some weird sort of operating table..? You were strapped down. It wasn't very comfortable... You looked over, looking for other people.

To your right, there was a dog. You recognized them, but their name wasn't able to be placed in your mind.

To your left.. was a skeleton-like kid? They had a weird stuffed animal on their table or whatever. A bow on their head, too. Most of their colour scheme was yellow, like yours was grey.

You couldn't see much.. Your throat was too dry to speak, and by extension, yell.

The silence making you feel uneasy... You couldn't hear anything but your own subtle breathing.

A strange voice spoke.. You didn't recognise anything it said.

You tried to look at it, but it seemed out of reach.

It kept talking as it approached the tables.

Suddenly, something stabbed into you..

"Wow! Look at this place!"

"Isn't it pretty? I thought it was. Look at that rock! Isn't it like, super cool?"

"Ha, ha! Yeah!" The sound of something hitting a rock, "Ow! Ha, ha!"

"It's like a little hideout.. Isn't it? I bet you'd have a good view of..."

You wake up, this time on a bed. The was a strange memory.. Or maybe it was dream. No, it felt too familiar.. Maybe.

It's comfortable enough, but you have no idea of what's going on.

A feeling of.. sadness...?

A feeling that make you want to continue, to remember things.. Why were you even here?

You didn't know..

But this feeling..

It filled you with perseverance.