Chugga Chugga CHOO CHOO!

In return to Lemongrabs stomping, Eris gave one of her own-- or two-- nope. She was finding excessive joy in stamping her feet around, giggles galore.

“ G-Gah! “

She could have SWORN that was a hat stand a coat on it, but no! it was a being of some sort !

Head almost engulfed in … smoke? Fire ?

What was that ?

She kept her cool quite fast to answer back to the other, trying to make a great first impression to the other.

“ Zone 0? I never heard of that place … “ Now she felt like this was more of a dream … this place was too surreal, but at least one person was nice to her so far.

He pauses, leaving his large smile to be the most unsettling thing about this sudden prolonged silence. The Elsen around them seemed to stagger off, left to continue their duties until Edgar spoke up once again.

“ Why would I say that? That is silly.    I do not know what you are...? EDGAR. ”

All of this world was so unfamiliar …

Orange roads, orange buildings … white seas that never felt real.

It was almost like a vivid dream by how oddly traquil it was.

The distant train’s whistle was echoing through and it was odd to see almost copy-pasted men pour out of one station.

Was this really reality or … something else ?

Boxes misaligned, but not only that, they were dug through. Specifically meat supply. The Conductor could only tap his foot rhythmically, hat and body bouncing in a cartoonish way until he stepped aside

It wasn’t worth making note of, was it?

Or maybe the Guardian’s would be upset some of their supplies went missing. Come to think of it... He would be to blame.  That wasn’t good.

It seemed best to follow the strange scent that led from the upturned box towards the exit, body bent over at a silly angle. It seemed the scent lead towards the train tracks- but a new, stranger smell was what caught his attention.

Turning his head towards the sea of Elsen seeming to crowd around the new scent, he races over with bouncy step after step, back arched and a wide smile...

Oh. Oh dear– oh my..