The mismatched pair.

Gen stayed outside the station while Verronica checked, looking at the train tracks that stretched to the horizon. Would it be better to go to the next station that was roughly three days away? Now that they had the Unimon, it might be a nice idea; they just needed to find some water and food for the journey.

Her thoughts went back to the black ring she had on her hand now. This was another thing that she wanted to research into, but only if she went back home, really. So the first priority was to survive and go back, huh...

Pocketing the black ring into her hoodie pocket, she called out in the direction of the station.

"Found anything interesting, Verronica?"

I stepped back. I heard the echo of Gen's voice. "Yeah, hurry, get in here!" I called out. Labramon sniffed the digimon. "What happened here?" Labramon asked. The digimon rolled his eyes till it came upon us. "I think, well, I think I was hit by a flying horse with red eyes. Not-urgh- like that unimaon. It had a black ring on it, and I couldn't see all the details before it hit me." He explained.