She stepped closer to the door and felt herself being pulled toward the waiting portal. A moment later, the portal opens, and she's dropped in the middle of a strange city. She looks around and notices the streets are filled with Digimon. She brought no supplies with her and had no money. She wandered the metropolis and watched scores of Digimon going about their daily lives.
She couldn't walk up to someone and ask them for money. Perhaps, she could get a job to earn some cash. None of the signs scattered around the city looked familiar to her. She grew hungry and wondered how she could acquire some food. She found some food stalls, but none looked edible for humans. She walked down one of many alleyways and bumped into a Digimon wearing armor with flame designs.
"Who are you? We don't see many humans in this city. Are you lost?"
"I just arrived here, and I need money for food."
The Digimon scratches his chin, and a smile creeps across his face. She wanted to run away but knew the strange creature could catch her. She remained frozen in place. Calling for help was out of the question. She turned to leave and felt a hand on her shoulder. The armor-clad creature took her hand.
"I can help solve your food concerns and give you a place to stay. Follow me!"
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