Ken Moore sat there under the bright sun of the day, it was a great day, there were few clouds that were in the sky, and the ones that were in the sky were so perfectly placed and in such perfect size, to keep the day from being to bright, and to few and small to keep it from not being a perfect blue sky to look into. For Ken, this day, was just a day or rest, he really didn't have much to do. he had finished his studies earlier that day, and had gone on a walk that afternoon. He had taken with him his basic camping gear, in a decent sized backpack which he carried around with him when he went anywhere, just cause one never knew when one went into the woods, if one could get lost, and water was always important when a person went on a hike.<br/><br/>He had walked a good bit into the forest when he found a place to sit and rest under a nice tree. It provided whatever shade he needed as he looked around at the green grass and the leafs that were on the trees. It was very peaceful, ideal for some place to sit and think, and refocus one's mind at. He took a deep breath as he closed his eyes, and started to feel a bit dizzy for some strange reason.<br/><br/>He felt something odd going on, as he moved to protect himself, as he opened his eyes to realize that he was falling. He tried to remember any lesson he had had on this as a boyscout. Lucikly he grabbed the tree's branch, but sadly a number hitting him as he fell, using the grab to try to stop his fall. It failed as the branch of the tree broke fast, but it did slow him down to prevent any major injury, other then a few scratches from the small branches. Getting up he looked and saw he wasn't where he was at all, before looking at the group of people, he boldly walked towards them, perhaps they would have the information that he wanted at this moment, to know where the heck he happened to be first of all.<br/>