Ryan rolled his eyes. “Oh. Well. We teleported. That clears things right up. Thanks, Copernicus.”

“Don’t be rude!” Moonmon exclaimed.

“Shove it. I’m still not convinced you’re not just a bad trip.”

Moonmon pouted and turned away. Ryan ignored her, pushing up a large branch and ducking under it. He let go, not bothering to hold it for James.

“Damn, we’ve been walking for a while. We must really be in the boonies,” he said in disbelief. “If we could at least find a road or something, we could just hitchhike to a town, but it looks like it’s just jungle in every direction.”

Ryan’s head was spinning at how little sense this entire situation made. It still hadn’t even quite sunk in for him. This was probably for the best. This way, for the time being, he was able to keep a relatively level head, despite having no idea if he would ever manage to get home again.

“If we don’t find anybody soon, we’re gonna have to think about finding some shelter or something before it gets dark.”

[i]Whenever that’ll be. Who the hell even knows what time it is?[/i] He couldn’t even see how high the sun was through all of the trees.