Instead of being wise by just sticking to where all the stores and restaurants are, Vesperia found herself in a dark, foggy forest. For a bit, she actually felt quite scared despite the fact that she had been in environmental conditions that had been worse than this. Don't be scared, don't be scared... You survived all of the ash from the volcanic eruption of Pompeii and you handled the year without a summer quite well. Don't be afraid, she thought as she stepped around trying to not break any sticks or draw any attention to herself. Vesperia's anxiety may have began to dwindle, she still felt quite fearful. For someone so ancient, she should be brave and unafraid. At this point, she began to regret allowing herself to get into such a forest. Vesperia knew for sure that her much younger self as a mere teenager would be quite disappointed at how she was currently acting many centuries from then. "Is anyone here...?" she asked in a hushed tone.