She was naked. She was naked what the heck had just happened. Lash coughed and tries to wash the horrible taste in her mouth, it wasn't working. One minute she had been running away from the Orange Star base, and then she suddenly woken up here. Whatever this place was. The telepathic spaceship certainly didn't help the matters, and for a brief second she was afraid this had been some plot of Sturm or somehow the Oozium had survived and killed her.

What was that about being a chosen? It didn't make sense. They had just won the war. Her thick hair slumped all over her face and she tried to pull it back up, only to notice how much snot-like substance was stuck in there and in surprise slipped and fell down.

"EWWWWWWWWW!"