> And we're flying, and we're flying...
> As you fly, the flowers below seem to get more dense. Ran is able to maneuver perfectly through them for some reason. After a few minutes of running, you're completely out in the open, and in a small clearing. As you land on the ground, Nazrin lowers her dowsing rods and looks around.
> "Here...?"
> Laying in the grass is what looks like a heap of red plaid fabric, resting on top of a green backpack. You swear you see it slowly rising up and down. A large, pinkish white flower sprouts overhead, shielding the whole thing from the eerie purple glow coming from Kikuri.
> Ran pads into the clearing as quietly as she can.
> _