Intro
"Ugg" Magna groaned, "My head hurts like hell. What happened?"
Wincing, Celest stood up. "I've got no idea. You guys okay?"
"No, thanks for asking." Twire was still lying in the grass her eyes shut. "I feel like I've been hit by a flying bus."
Magna sat up and hugged her knees to her chest. "More like a flying train, if you ask me. Where are we, anyway?"
Celest just shook her head. "Nothing here, although there looks to be a town over there. Maybe we can find a road."
Magna pulled Twire to her feet and the girls set off down the hill they had suddenly found themselves on. The road looked like someone had dumped a pile of gravel on some dirt and gave it a name. The mud stuck in the sisters' shoes and the grass pulled at their ankles. They trudged along at a slow pace, trying to remember how they'd gotten here.
Twire was the first to speak up, even though she ussually tried to avoid conversations. "How do you suppose we got here?" 
"Thats a good question, Twire." Replied Celest, "I haven't the foggiest idea."
"No one says that word anymore, you're so old fashioned."
"Oh yea, who then, doesn't say that word?"
"Everyone. Your just too oblivious to the rest of the world to notice."
"Oh sure. At least I'm not the one who spends all day in the cellar writting depressing poetry!"
"I do not!"
"Prove it!"
"I..." Twire's brow furrowed in confusion. "I can't...I don't remember."
Celest seemed to temporarily ponder this, too, before saying, "I can't remember either."
"Well, while you two geniuses have been arguing," Magna cut in, "I've spotted a sign. Welcome to Twinbrook."
End of Intro
