[The PCD clicks on, showing a figure in the middle of the same, desolate, scenery. The figure was an albino (or, at least, looked like one), clothed in a rather unusual, digital-like ensemble. A pair of blood-red eyes darted in completely different directions. He's frowning, confused - indeed, this man is most likely a newcomer.]
...Where am I? Is this outside 'The World'?
[He closed his eyes, concentrating. However, it seems that by the second, his frown goes deeper and more frustrated. By the time his eyes opened again, he was already slightly panicking.]
It's not working! Am... Am I... A Lost One?
[It is by this time he suddenly remembers something. Didn't he hear someone earlier?]
Zelkova. He'll know something about this.
[[ooc: While I'm not sure whether to call him an albino or not, Haseo definitely lacks some melanine in his system. The only reason he's not yet complaining about it is because 1) he just arrived and 2) his top priority is to know WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON. So, if he doesn't get any shelter in the next few comments, he'll most likely faint due to a heat stroke.]]