Blake woke up on a warm patch of grass. He sat up slowly, effects of the Official Sleep Pill wearing off more rapidly than commercial pills. Light filtered through the trees, and a gentle breeze played across this face. His entry point was unstable - that much was obvious from where he sat.
He took a deep breath and immediately went into a coughing fit. As his body struggled to regain control, his mind raced - was the air here poisonous? And what was that smell?
As he finally regained his breath, a crashing in the undergrowth took it away again.
"Humbot?"
"Blake Blakesly! Is that you?"
"Yeah. I'm-"
"No time! We have to hide!"
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