The MetaDeep verse fades, and the memories grow dim.  And dreams, or memories, of the intervening years in the Real World ebb and flow before you, and through you, and behind you, strangely mixed, strangely experienced, yet experienced nonetheless.

Until... now.

Awareness returns slowly.

You smell fresh air, and feel a cooling breeze contrast with a warmth that feels like sunlight.

You are lying on something firm yet soft, and slightly itchy.  Perhaps some type of grass.

You sense nearby movement, and feel a drop of moisture fall upon your lips... and another.  It tastes like cold water...

I open my eyes and attempt to sit up and look around.

Upon opening your eyes, you have a strange and curious sensation for just a moment, as if you had caught a glimpse of your own face, through a glass, darkly.

That glimpse, however, rapidly resolves instead into a familiar face...



As you sit up, the raven hops to the ground.  The remaining water droplets on his beak fall to the ground.

You are sitting up in grass.  There is a river near by, and rolling green hills with grass and trees surrounding you.  The sunlight filters through the trees, and other birds chirp from their branches.  It is a peaceful pastoral scene.

I look at the raven quizzically. "Hmm... That raven couldn't have been drinking water from my mouth. It must have been trying to give me water. I wonder why." I think to myself. "Hmm... Korax? Is that you?" I ask the bird out loud.

The raven returns your quizzical look.

However, when you speak, he inclines his head, and hops gently onto your hand...
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"I'll take that as a 'Yes'." I pat him on the head. "I wonder where the heck we are."

I take another, slower, look around and try to look for any evidence of sapient beings.

I then look down at myself to determine if I am still au natural. I then use my Scriff sense.

You feel Korax gently snuggle against your hand as it touches his head.

You do not immediately see any sapient beings, although you see what might be a flock of sheep in the distance.

You are still wearing an amount of clothing similar to your avian companion, albeit with fewer feathers.

Your scriff sense detects a number of possessions scattered around you.  You can spot one or two from your current vantage point, partially hidden in the grass, once you know where to look...

Your scriff sense also includes a vector pointing directly toward the raven...
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I stand up and move Korax near my shoulder. "Hop on."

The raven willingly hops onto your shoulder, and gently leans his head against yours.

You hear the merest whisper upon the wind...

^{_{:: Together... again... ::}}

"Hmm... This could come in handy, and I could use the company." I begin gathering my stuff and thinking out loud. "Clearly, there is a lot about my current lot in life that I don't understand. In all honesty, I should have died in that explosion, or at least, lost my legs. Come to think of it, I probably should have died in that plane crash as I was heading toward the Incredibles. I wonder if this will happen every time I experience fatal trauma. Additionally, I can sense my stuff. However, I sensed a lot of things that weren't my stuff in MetaDeep's place. Maybe there was something messing with my sense, or maybe there is something specific that my stuff and the mystery items have in common." I turn slightly toward Korax. "Also, why can I sense you? So many mysteries."

After I gather my stuff, I settle down with it. "First things first."

I put on any clothes that I find and begin mentally inventorying.
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You put on your clothes, and eventually find all of the belongings you had with you in the Incredibles verse, except for the exploded boots.

Korax helps point out stuff that is hidden by the grass.

One of the things he finds for you is a very familiar looking book.

As you approach, he looks intently at an open page, his beak almost touching the letters...

I look at Korax quizzically. "Are you familiar with the Bible? Are you sapient?"

He gently leans his head against yours once again, and you hear the merest whisper upon the wind...

^{_{:: We are... melded...  You are sapient... so we are also...  You are familiar... so we are also... ::}}

"Oh! That explains it."

I pack all my remaining stuff into my two bags and consider my next course of action.

"Hmm... Korax, we need more information about our surroundings. Could you do something for me? Starting in the direction of those sheep, fly around this general area and take note of any signs of sapient life, living or dead. Try to get a closer look at any signs of living beings, but be very careful. Come back and report your findings. I will be walking roughly in a straight line toward those sheep."