Where... am I?
[The feed is shaky and full of static: you can barely see Shira laying down in front of the communicator. The Sabertoothed Tiger sounds completely lost and she is also whining softly, almost too low too hear.]
I remember... The human that could talk? No, it's impossible. Humans don't talk. Diego?
[She tries to get back on her feet now, but immediately falls back down. The cat doesn't look hurt, thankfully, and there is no blood visible.]
I can't smell the grass. I can't smell the trees! Manny? Oh holy iceberg, I can't believe I am saying that but... Cid? Grandma?
I think there was a frog man in my dream. And metal. And creatures made of metal. But it can't be.
Where am I?
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