Starscream had been drifting through the forest, lost and aimless, for who knows how long. The thought of his failure, his cowardice, his absolute humiliation... it loomed over him like a shadow. He knew he couldn't ever face Megatron again. He couldn't face anyone. the woods of Georgia's Blue Ridge region were no place for a seeker, but the terrain was somewhat familiar to him though all his days of living in Vos. it was like a parody of Cybertron's mountainous region, except... earth-y, and... a little smaller... Despite the familiarity, there was something... wrong, about this place. The trees were so... green and warm. And the scent of the earth... he hadn't smelled anything like it before. And the noise... the birds... the wind... so much noise... yet... also so quiet. it was unnerving. Starscream stumbled over a fallen pine, grumbled to himself, and looked ahead. he had found a road, and beside it, was a sign that said, in english-human words: "... Cloudland Canyon, State Park?" he read outloud under his breath his spark practically dropped to his heels. this was a human place.