The place you found yourself in was a small island, size of a tennis court, covered with green grass and flowers. A small wooden house, old and crooked, stood on one end of it. The island seemed to float in the middle of dark space full of stars and colorful nebulae.

A pale young man with dark tired eyes smiled down at you, starlight caught in his black hair. "Oh, you woke up! I was so afraid you were dead. I'd hate to be all alone here... My name is Yvo. Do you remember what happened to us?"