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[ Hello island, here's one (1) teenager looking at you from your mirror shards. He waits a moment before admitting, ] Okay, yeah, this is kinda weird.

Hi, for those I haven't met, I'm Lance. I've got a question for basically anyone who can answer.

I know that to the North of the lake area there's snowy mountains. To the East there's a desert apparently. What's in the South and the West? Some of you woke up there, right?

And I guess follow-up from the diving adventures, anyone know if all the weird little cubes got picked up?

[ He scratches his head, a little awkward, but decides to forge on anyway. ]

Also, I learned recently that people who're here might also straight up vanish again, so I just wanted to check if the people I ran into and actually like know by name are still here. Bucky, Saber, Monika, everyone still around?

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[ If you'd rather run into him in person (or literally live with him, hi I see you) you can find him near a house that's relatively close to the lake. There's a clearing of sorts, and he's set himself up for some archery practice with a bow made out of bamboo - it's not great. Practice is slow going and frustrating. But he's going to be here periodically throughout the day, trying not to break his arrows. ]

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[The friendliness is taking some getting used to, but it’s not a bad thing. And if this really is some kind of island in the middle of who-knows-where — an island they still know very little about — then it’s definitely worth trying to get to know who’s here; it could be a start to figuring out why.]

I didn’t, but we were also a little more focused on finding shelter than looking for a coastline. I wouldn’t be opposed to trying to find out more, but properly dressed and provisioned this time.

[He’s quiet for a moment, considering. Assuming that everyone can hear and see everything on these strange shards? It might be worth trying to find out.]

I’d like to know who’s here, because I haven’t seen a lot of people. Figure out what we all know. Then decide what to do with that.

Yeah that's a point. And moving in the direction away from the mountains seemed like the way to go at the time, so it's not like we really did much surveying. I'm not sure what we'd do about the properly dressed part... I mean there's only so much to scavenge, unless you're talking literally animal furs and stuff, that we could probably do.

[ And there's a nod at Bucky's next suggestion. ] I know I saw about a dozen people at the lake that time, but I've only actually talked to a handful of 'em. The, uh, diving part didn't help. There haven't been that many people talking on the [ The image wobbles as he gestures, then checks himself, ] the mirror things either.

Who've you met? And uh, did you move down here to the lake?

Do what we have to do, if surveying becomes necessary. Animal hides it might have to be, though I don't know how to tan them or anything like that. Maybe someone else does though.

[Or maybe they just shouldn't go traipsing about in the snow. It's certainly not the only part of this weird island to explore, and perhaps the other terrain isn't as harsh.]

Didn't see a need to. [The cold really isn't overly bad when one's expecting it (and not waking up half buried in it!)] But if we're really that few, it might be safer to. We still don't know what's out here, if there's anything out here.

I can count the number of people I've met on one hand. Whatever brought us here, apparently hasn't brought a lot of us. I'm not sure what that means.

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