A/N: Sorry if this is so short ^^; I am in the middle of school and a very bad art block, so uh... Please enjoy what's here for now...
Survivor: Part 2
The next morning, the sweet smell the morning dew left on the grass and the boy waking in a soft spot amongst the leaves; stretching a moment before he finally came to his senses and sat up with slight difficulty and he looked about the wood with a slightly confused expression about his face, like all people he woke up with amnesia for a short amount of time before the memories started setting in.
The eight-year-old got up with a small smile; a knowing smile as he moved to stretch and yawn once he got up and he headed off on his explore around the area.
It wasn't long in his adventurous stroll before Richard paused near a grove in the middle of this wood and looked in towards said grove; seeing the decaying grass in said groove, which please note this clearing seemed to spread out throughout the rest of the woods, the trees without leaves and a wintery feel to this grove… The young lad blinked momentarily and held a hand out to touch the almost fourth-dimensional yet translucent wall that separated the woods from this groove with an intrigued look about his face, and when his hand touched this wall it seemed to go through- and it caused ripples in the mystical wall, the ripples in this space of the wall seeming to manipulate the other side, the decaying side; of this wood… Richard found always found this feeling a bit odd, that cool sensation his hand received as he pushed his wrist through, then his elbow; and finally his arm- he pushed the rest of his body through this wall and he stood at the other side, eyes wide as he looked about in the somewhat serene silence that this new part of the woods contained, looking back at the wall he just went through to see the colorful, autumn part of the wood he'd arrive from, now behind him.
The sun was high in the sky, at around noon; when Richard found himself in a town, this town was unlike any other town however- large, grey buildings surrounded him and desert sand underneath his feet shifted when he stepped on it, there was a sign reading 'Welcome to the town of Teufort, New Mexico!' and… The people here dressed funny.
One man, he glanced over and spotted the young boy and he pushed his rounded glasses up against his face as he watched Richard's behavior a moment, white coat over white undershirt used for business casual things and dark dress pants- that symbol on that man's coat shoulders look like crosses, medical crosses- he's a doctor! After a moment, say maybe three minutes of watching Richard scan the new area around him, the doctor moved to approach Richard and smile down at him.
"Good afternoon, young boy," the German doctor smiled, his brunette hair glistening in the heavy sunlight. Richard looked up at the doctor in confusion and uncertainty, keeping absolutely quiet. The doctor however chuckled softly, "Do you have any idea as to vhere ve are?" he motioned around the sub-urban area calmly, Richard taking this small pause to shake his head no, still refusing to say anything. The doctor saw this in the corner of his eye and he smiled.
"Velcome to Teufort, New Mexico, located in North America."
