By the time everyone had gathered, the crowd had gotten restless and were shouting at the wizardmon and an asian-looking man next to him.<br/>"What's this all about?!"<br/>"Yeah, you tell us to hurry and now we have to wait! What's up with that?!"<br/>"Yeah, spill it already!"<br/>"Calm down everyone.  It's almost time so let's begin," called the man next to the wizardmon. "We're a part of the Digital Defense force, and we need your help.  As you know, four days ago, Earth and the digital world were completely severed. We now have reason to believe this was caused by a super advanced virus running amok in the digital world." At these remarks, the crowd grew even more restless. "If the virus was so dangerous, why have we only heard about it now?  Wouldn't something so powerful be worldwide news?!"<br/>"Yeah!"<br/>"You're lying!"<br/>"Please, remain calm, these are the facts as we know them.  We do not know how this virus got so powerful unnoticed, but we believe it has something to do with the resurgence of control towers in the digital world. In the areas where they've appeared, digimon become infected by the virus and start attacking anything not infected, be it human or digimon. The only thing capable of slowing down the virus seems to be our digivices. We've found that the control towers are protected by a strange energy. When subjected to enough damage though, a digivice can purify the tower and cleanse the area of the virus. Furthermore, as more regions are cleansed, the connection to our world strengthens, and with it the digimon living here. Conversely, The more the virus spreads, the weaker our digimon become!"<br/>A young man in a wife-beater shirt and torn cargo pants stepped forward and spoke up, "So what you're sayin' is, we need to clean up the digital world to save our digimon friends. Am I wrong?!"<br/>The man, not missing a beat replied, "exactly. We at the DDF have been working tirelessly to do just that, but we can't clean up fast enough with our limited mon-power so to speak. We need backup."<br/>Suddenly the wizardmon spoke up, "Please realize, we do not ask this of you lightly.  In a few moments, I will be able to open up a digiport into the digital world, but I will only be able to keep it open for a very limited time.   If you choose to go into the digital world, you will be in grave danger.  There will be no guarantee where you will end up, and we will not be able to make a return port for quite some time. This is the only shot we have! We normally would not have asked civilians help, but we have no choice. If this virus is not stopped soon, the results would be catastrophic!"<br/>Contemplative murmurs spread throughout the crowd as they digested the direness of the situation.<br/><br/>"Meg....what do you think?"<br/>"We're going Lunamon. I can't sit here knowing that I could be doing something about this situation."<br/>"But what about your parents?"<br/>"Already on it."  She took out her digivice, which resembled a phone, complete with a built in keyboard and typed a message to her parents.<br/>"<em>I've decided I'm going to do something about the severing. You might not hear from me in a while, but please don't worry. I know what I'm getting myself into. I can't sit around and watch Lunamon, or any digimon, suffer any longer. I've been given an opportunity to go to the digital world, and I'm taking it. I love you guys.<br/>    -Meg</em>"<br/><br/><br/>The flower field was in full bloom this time of year.  Even more flowers had blossomed in the past week than on record, and the scent was incredibly strong.  As Mitsu approached the field, she could see the figure of her sister waiting for her up ahead.