Ah, another peaceful day in the Equation Playground. The birds are chirping, other numbers run around, playing with eachother. Well, except for one...

Oh, woe is them, how could this happened? Here Seven was, stuck in a tree, high up above the ground... again. It really wasn't their fault this time! They just saw a squirrel, said squirrel ran up the tree, bing-bada-boom, here they are. Seven hugs the large branch they're laying on tighter, nervously shaking as they look down at the ground, feeling slightly queasy from how high up they are. They're too far away from the ground to just jump down, and they're far too scared climb down. They don't have a death wish!

Thanfully, they spot you. Finally, they thought nobody was going to come over here! They were worried they'd be stuck for days.

"Hey, u-uhm, hey! Help!"