"Th-This place sucks," Comet mumbled as he walked, ears pinned against his head. The howling wind was uncomfortably to them, and the blinding whiteness made him squint.
The random collections of art pieces were incredibly interesting, and the hedgehog wouldn't have minded taking a closer look were the circumstances better. Right now, though, he just wanted to go home.
The boy didn't even remember how he got here.
"Is anyone else here...?"
Comet turned and nearly had a heart attack at the sudden sight of... himself? But different. Uncanny. He stopped and stared, ears perking up as the eerie doppelgänger spoke.
"Y-Yes, I am...!"
Finally, someone who could help!
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