The grass was a hue of saturated green as the hot and humid air trickled upon the trees, making them sway. Sky a dark blue, the color you may see in the water, was cloudy and cloaked a circular golden glow that was the sun. A group of large berry bushes hid the abundance of active bee-hive colonies, the bees being shown as large and highly threatening to whom-ever was to challenge them. Outlandish flowers scattered around covered the small octet that inhabited this land. Wilson: I was in a daze as I noticed the oddly dark sky moving overhead, storm clouds informing me that poor weather was soon ahead. My ears were ringing, and all I could hear was two sentences of a odd, dark yet calming voice tell me in a foolish tone; "Say pals, you don't look so good. Better find something to eat before night comes!". The first thing to escape my dry mouth was a mumble until I shot up, a cold sweat forming around my body. I looked around more, to find some flowers and bushes with Red berries. I was not in my shack! And where did I hear that voice.. so familiar.