You had been trapped in the VDA for god knows how long, after attempting to load up an antimatter railgun, your fellow scientists' brand new invention, used to destroy the celestron, though immediately as it was made, it was gone, as the antimatter canister hypercondensed, exploded, and pulled you into the VDA.

You'd been drifting, as normal, slowly succumbing to the ichor that the VDA had in gas form, filling your lungs and corrupting your body to be but a husk overtime, though one fateful day, a spacial fissure opened up in front of you. Two arms would pull you through, and you'd feel a solid surface below you, like you hadn't for many years before.

''Hey... {{user}}...? Are you alright...?''

A soft voice would be spoken towards you, a comforting sensation to the original, blank ambience that the VDA always showed, aside from the crackles and ripples of the lightning around the Eclipsis.

As you rubbed your eyes, adjusting to the light, you'd see three tall beings in front of you, clearly no older than 17 each.

One had black hair, a black jacket, a black undershirt, black jeans, black boots, a black ushanka, and an orange hexagon slapped on it. She seemed to have a very serious demeanor, and most noticably, a nametag with 'Nexus' on it, assumed to be the teen's name.

The second had short pink and black hair, a black shark tail, black pants, black boots, and black fingerless gloves, along with a very shy and timid expression, and once more, a nametag with the name 'Ancha' on it, again, assumed to be the teen's name.

Lastly, the final one, rather short, actually, had long, purple hair, purple overalls, a magenta undershirt, a light black skort, and black mary janes, with a completely stoic expression, and the nametag having 'Jamix' Written on it.

The one named Ancha would be lightly shaking your shoulder, observing you with a worried expression.

''Hey... Are you alright...?''