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Last fading memories escaped your grasp as everything gives way to darkness. It stays that way for what feels like decades, until you become aware of the fact that you're laying down in something kind of hard and not very comfortable. Eyes open to see a pale purple sky, two suns and a frighteningly close green moon. On the edge of the horizon is tall mountains, before them a gorge that makes heading that way an impossible feat. Tall mushrooms loom around like trees, mixes of strange colours to add to the frickery that is the sky and the moon's colours. Finally you notice before you is someone else still completely passed out like you had been yourself moments ago. You're both laying in a field of what kind of looks like wheat (you aren't sure how you exactly know what wheat is but that's not necessarily important) wheat made of gold. Explains why it's so uncomfortable.  You don't know them, you don't even known what you are called... either way hopefully they aren't dead?