Water

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H20 .

Liquid!

Can be cold or hot,

And consumed!

They depend on it, strangely.

It's the first thing I encountered arriving here. I fell out of the pod, consumed by the stuff! It made me -- a word they say, wet! It wasn't a good wet. I quickly became cold. I shivered as I strife through the field of a strange golden crop. They stung if you moved to fast.

It smelt pretty weird here too. My finger quickly caught scratches. Little knicks here and there. It had felt like I had wandered through it for hours but I finally pushed through the last tuft of it. Breaking out into the open I'm blasted with a high pitched noise.

At the time it seemed to be a small creature but now I know better that it was one of their younglings. As it yelled I stood there shocked unsure of how to react. A man came running out also screeching at me. He held an odd shape in his hands, pointed straight at me.

I held my hands up, a common sign of surrender, just in case this man had been aggressive towards me. As he seems about to take action, the lead female power of the residence of their claim came hollering at her mate.

She raised and shook her limbs at the male until he lowered his gun. She had scowled at him before turning to me. She waved her hands around me trying to guide me towards the home.

They had strange colored plastics on the tips of them. I followed her inside and did as she directed. I sat on the uncomfortable seating arrangement and waited patiently for her return from her upper level. He handed me an object full of the material I fell into earlier. H20!

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 16, 2016 ⏰

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