Michael let out a soft groan as he slowly opened his eyes. He couldn't remember what all had happened. He remembered being near his TV and he had accidentally put his hand on the screen....then he remembered a falling sensation and now he was here... but where was here?
He stood up and looked around. It was fog as far as the eye could see, but from what he could make out, it looked like a TV studio set. He rubbed his head as he let out a sigh. He was tall, around 6'3", with short brown hair and brown eyes resting behind a frame of glasses. His body composition was rather average - not too fit and not overweight, just average.
He knew it wouldn't do him any good to just stand around, so he started to make his way through the fog, hoping to run into someone or perhaps a way out of wherever he was... anything to give him answers.<|im_end|>
Yukiko's eyes stared out blankly for a moment, the thin haze around her casting a cold blanket around her as she reached up to touch her forehead. What had happened? Last she remembered she had stayed up late to watch one of her favorite programs when she felt a falling sensation... Then nothing. Nothing until this dreary scene layed itself out before her. She let out a slight groan of discomfort before sitting up, turning left then right to get a better view of where she had fallen down. The scenery felt eerie to say the least, empty yet ominous... Without any better plan, she stood up, brushed herself off, and began to wander about, looking for any sign of an exit.
As she walked, the cold sensation began to grow more intense, driving her onward until the thick fog abruptly thinned, leaving her in the presence of a young man, taller than her and wearing glasses. At first she hesitated, uncomfortable with the abrupt meeting, but before she could even open her mouth to speak, an irresistible urge took hold of her.
"AH!" she took half a step forward, her hand reaching out as a sudden rush of desire shot through her. Her cheeks flushed deeply, sweat glistening on her skin which felt chillingly cold against the cool fog. She looked up at him with uneasy gaze, "P-please..." She reached down and began to fervently rub herself with her left hand while still standing, a heavy state of arousal having taken hold of her.<|im_end|>