Surface.

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STARSHINE.
FIRST-PERSON POV.
I'm not gonna try and describe how boring the next hour was. Cyan just kept scowling at us, Rocky kept telling horrible puns and other bad jokes, and Cactus was dead-silent. Dove had occasionally tried to start up a conversation but nobody was really in the mood for talking. The Rainwing, Apple, had fallen asleep and was leaning on Ray who I suspect has a crush on her already. I stayed silent, as did he.
When we finally hit the surface, the daylight was blinding. We came to a sudden halt and I was jerked forwards by the force of the platform stopping. Even Cyan yelped and let her fear show for a moment. The Rainwing woke up, whimpering.
Around us was a recently-burned-down area with shredded up and burned maps and debris everywhere. A small campfire nearby was still burning.
I gasped, and everyone else looked equally shocked. What had happened here?
We were all too scared to move but I'm pretty sure everyone sidled closer to me as I was the farthest from most of the horrors around us. I felt Cyan literally RIGHT next to me and I could see Ray close by.
A sign was not to far away, reading:
"Welcome to Utopia!"

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