Hidden deep within the mist was a chrysalis. Inside was Taz, a Tasmanian Devil. His eyes opened and he looked around slowly. He was trapped inside. 'You're trapped. You need to get out. You can't breath in here, you're dying' There were voices in his head, he could hear them though he was young. He thought the voices were coming outside. Either way, it didn't matter where they were coming from. He needed to get out, this thing, whatever he was trapped him was killing him, suffocating him. How long had he been trapped in here for? He began to scratch and push again the chrysalis until it finally broke, he quickly fell out and looked up, breathing heavily. After a moment he sighed softly. He looked around in the mist, he couldn't see anything. Who was that who spoke to him? "Hello! Who are you? Where are you?" He looked around but he could barely see in front of his own face. He gave a few sniffs to the area but that wasn't much help either.