[ II17 Aftermath. You are Bot. ]

The once lively game show arena was now just grassy plains. The sunset shrouded the area, and the only things left of life was a phone and a crab. It would normally be a nice landscape, but it was overcome with loss. An odd sense of melancholy.

Mepad, not being affected by the recent disappearance, was confused and almost afraid. All of the inanimate bodies vanished, and it was empty as far as the eye could see. Not having a choice, he walked around, trying to spy any sort of other being. He dwelled on everyone being gone for a few moments, but knew he had to keep himself together, at least for now.

You, on the other hand, were quite unaware of everything. Finding Baxter, you also wandered around the plains. Finding your way in the middle of a weird dark grass circle, you stopped— trying to piece things together.