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There was a sudden whoosh of wind. The little boy got somehow tossed into another universe once again. This time it was...different. He seemed to be falling for hours...slowly, a small red string attached to his wrists and legs, and this time it nearly seemed like he had some kind of...wire tail..?
"What in absolute hell is going on here..."
he said, silently to himself as he continued to fall.  Buildings, wires, metal bars, and other random objects were floating along as he passed them. A clock...a clock had just passed him, the hand and numbers completely wiped from it, but still ticking....it worked..but told no time.  None of the clocks or anything had said the time, the numbers just scattered around places and not in any order. 
"how strange...is there a way out of here..?"
He spoke aloud. 
No answer from anything around him, just quiet...ticking...clocks...nothing more than a mere clink of pipes or the tick of the clocks...it was all silent.

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Time passed by quickly...falling...falling..would this ever end? He missed his new friend, his brother, and the kind people in other...worlds..? that had taken care of him.
Everything seemed weird somehow...he had a nice yet scared feeling being here...he looked down, seeing a small....what in the world is that.? It looked like a hand, but it had grass on it, and it was just floating there, a few dice pouring off it..

He moves himself to the side a bit, doing his best to land on the hand. Then he suddenly fell onto it, sitting there, with somewhat comfort and safety. 

A black void was all he could see under him, what would happen...he wondered...


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That's all for now, I've been really tired ahaha :)

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