Please excuse some of the awkward descriptions, this is a rough draft so it alternates between "actual prose" and "just kinda listing stuff that happens."
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Cherry was falling.
The wind pounded on her ears and stung her eyes. "I can't fly!" she screamed, barely able to hear herself. She could see her friends, Erin, Sunny, Mina and Lunara, falling around her. Erin was shouting something she couldn't hear, struggling to make wild hand gestures against the wind.
Cherry looked down and instantly regretted it as she saw the ground, a swirl of gray-brown-green splotches of color, speeding toward her. She strained her mind again, trying to at least slow her fall. It was useless, her powers no longer worked. She could feel the closeness of the ground now. She curled up and clenched her teeth, bracing for the impact.
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A cloud of debris erupted with the crash. The impact dug the five of them deep into the ground, launching up jagged chunks of concrete. Then, silence. The five of them lay there in a pile, still bracing for the crash.
"...We're still alive?" Mina whispered. She wrenched her eyes open, the cloud stinging her eyes and mouth. She crawled off of Erin and stood up.
"We did it!" Sunny shouted, springing to her feet and pumping her fists in the air. The dust began to settle as the rest of them composed themselves.
They could see the uniform gray of the concrete stretching for miles in both directions, boxy metal buildings spaced uniformly between patches of grass and plants. They were struck with a sense of vertigo, like they could run for miles and the landscape would be unchanged.
"Where are we?" Lunara whispered to herself. Erin bit her lip as White leaned close to her, holding on to her skirt for support. People began pouring out of the buildings, forming a circle around them, none of them daring to get too close. The Girls huddled closer together, the air suddenly thick and nervous. Cherry scanned the crowd. There were other girls like them, but looking much older, toned bodies that arced back and forth with their breasts and hips, small eyes and thick, colored lips. Others, though, were different. Even taller than the girls, they were sharp and angular-looking, lacking the soft arcs of the girls, with hairier arms and legs and faces.
One end of the crowd parted as a car began rumbling down the road, squealing to a stop a few feet from the crowd. It was a large white van, with a shining red cross pained on each side. The doors of the van swung open and four men jumped out of it, with bright white coats and red toolboxes, forcing their way through the circle. They stopped in their tracks when they saw the girls. They all stood in silence, jaws hanging open, until finally one of them finally spoke.
"Are you... who are you? Did you fall? What happened?"
Sunny began talking rapidly. "I don't know, I'm sorry! We were just playing and we were going over the ocean and we hit this barrier and we couldn't even see it, we just started pushing against it, and we fell through, and then we just started falling, I don't even know where we are!"
"Calm down, ma'am," the man said, stepping a bit closer. "Are any of you hurt?" He felt like it was a stupid question, none of them had so much as a scratch on them. Not even their clothing was damaged in the fall. He wouldn't have believed that they were what had fallen, but there was nothing else around that could've produced such a crater, and no scattered shrapnel.
A second car, this one small and sleek, pulled to a stop near the van. Cherry tensed up even more when the passenger in the back stepped out. He might not have been the tallest there, but his posture and swagger he looked twenty feet tall. His skin was an inky, threatening black. His head was shaved bare, and lines pockmarked his face. If the other people around her were a perversion of form, this one was an all-out destruction, a borderline monster. She heard Mina's muffled gasp as she buried her face in Erin's dress, overwhelmed with fear.
"What happened?" he said. His voice was like massive steel gears grinding together.
"I... I... We..." Sunny struggled to form a sentence. His stare felt like needles going through her head. She looked away and shut her eyes. The silence heated the air as he continued to stare at each of them in turn.
"We fell here," Luna said, puffing her chest out and crossing her arms in defiance.
"I see that." He said. "Funny thing is, to fall down, you've got to get up."
"We live up there." She pointed a finger directly up, continuing to meet the man's stare.
He looked up, then back down, straight at Luna. She in turn gave the best stare she could, scrunching her eyebrows and pursing her lips. Finally, the man sighed, his face softening as he smiled sadly. "I can see you're not lying. I think we might have to discuss a few things." He turned around and gestured to the driver, still standing outside the circle of people. "I think we're going to need another car."
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