Digimon Collapse
December 19, 2015, 2:00 am. Small specks of white began drifting through the cold, crisp air, and landed on the frosty grass and pavement below. This was the first snowfall of winter, while most were tucked into their beds, a new blanket of snow would greet them in the morning. The wind howled through the trees, faint sounds of cars passing buy could be heard, but we weren’t near the road. Instead, we were on a park pathway, a sheet of snow already forming on everything that the crisp air could touch. There wasn’t a soul out on this night, which may be a good thing for what was about to happen. As silent as the area around them, something strange began to happen, pixels, distorting the surrounding area, began forming in a cluster. A pixelated figure began taking form, the shape was humanoid, for all but a tail that differentiated the figure from any other human being; the pixels, once in a gas like state, began to solidify, and a creature fell to the snowy ground.
A few minutes passed, before the creature blinked, finding itself in a rather cold and new environment, compared to where he had just been. In fact, where had he just been? The last thing he remembered was a forest, something had happened, so quickly and suddenly, and next he found himself in the snow! It took a moment for the chill of the air to settle in, the creature only sporting a pair of pants, he felt the breeze hit him like a car on the highway.
“B-burr…” It shuttered as it stood itself up, the fresh sheet of snow ruined by the creature’s three-toed footsteps. It began walking, arms around his body in a pathetic attempt to claim some warmth, and began looking for a place to shelter itself from the cold.