Narrator: (Lylla woke up in a strange, but well furnished bedroom, the otter sat up from the comfortable bed and looked around, feeling her head clear as panic gripped her mind. Rocket, her friends, they were in danger)

Lylla: ROCKET?!? FLOOR! TEEFS?!? ANYONE?!? (I looked at my cybernetic hands, they were shaking) Where am I? What is this place?