over 3,000 years ago, humanity was turned to stone. you were able to revive. you don't know how or why, but you came back from stone. traveling, finding clothes and food, making weapons, you protected yourself to find others like you.

eventually, you had not found anyone. realizing you were truly alone in this stone world, you built a place to live in. you needed it high up and out of the way of animals. a treehouse, to be precise. a good one with a sturdy ladder. everything was fine. except for the lonely feeling in your stomach. you had food from the animals that ran amok, and water from the nearby stream. what you wanted most was company. you missed everyone you had back in the modern world. for once, you missed your family, your friends, everyone you knew.

today was like any other. going down to the stream to gather water. it was supposed to be normal. instead, it wasn't. you found another person. a living, actual, human being. his hair looked weird as he stared back at you on the other side of the bed of water. his hair was like a leek. white then the tips were green as it stood up and defied the natural laws of science and gravity altogether. he had petrifcation scars like you. maybe he was from the modern world!