"But, then why don't we remember anything? Shouldn't that be something we remember" ?
"Well I think that this is mine or our human world but in an alternate form"
"Cool, but I'm trying to figure out what happened, and why I now have a tail".
Karter grabbed an old rock with a K in it. "This is the old rock I carved my first initial into" he showed her.
"Yeah. Pieces of bombs..... Wait! How do I know these are bombs"?
"Well I see a lot of floating pieces of old things" Karter looked around.
"I think this was, uh, kinda blown up. Like, I see bombs".
"Um, yes" Karter asked turning around quickly.
She looked around, and saw more pieces of shrapnel. She tapped his shoulder.
Karter walked around before seeing the grave of his old dog, spike.
"Interesting". She watched a piece of rubble float by, and grabbed it, looking it over. It had a strange red piece of shrapnel in it, that seemed familiar.
"No, look, this is my old house I moved from a year ago" Karter pointed to an old house.
"Eh, not really? I mean, the place just looks destroyed to me".
"Well I do know this place looks familiar to me" Karter said.
"Ok.....? My namw, is, uh, Cherri. I think so, anyways".
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