It was pitch black, before you slowly came into consciousness, you felt soft.. grass beneath you. You slowly opened your eyes, seeing trees and bright sunshine cast above you, talk about eye burning because of how bright it was.. at least the apple trees provided some sense of shade. You slowly sat up after a few moments, taking in your surroundings. You seemed to be at an.. Apple Farm of some kind? The quality reminded you of a game from perhaps the 80s.

But, how did you get here? You wondered, you couldn't ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜b̶̖̤̋́̋̾̔͗̆͊̊̆́͑̌͆͊̈́ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️. Last time you checked, you had been in your own.. world. Your own room. Your own bed. Now, you were trapped in some sort of 80s game with bad quality, ugh. Well, you might as well look around.. Maybe you can find someone who can help you, or maybe just give you a place to stay, cause, you really didn't know what else to do..

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You wandered around the Apple Farm, just taking in the sight, it was layered with rows of trees and such. Despite being trapped in an 80s game, it seemed oddly comforting, a soft breeze casted through the air, yet, you also couldn't deny the slight unease you felt. Something about this game or world, whatever.. just felt.. wrong.