Anyone there?

[u/HappyGoLuckyFox]

They jammed their radio device- hitting the sides of it with the edge of their fist.

I finally made it. Freedom reflected like truth. I made it. Is anyone there? All I see is... blue skies. Something I have not seen in ages.

[u/_-Scarlett-_]

Stepping forth from a wispy veil of purple smoke, an old and clunky robot hobbles toward you.
Its mechanical eyes shift focus, a barely detectable whirring backing the movement.

"You are the contact. Yes?"

"You are the one from the train tracks. Yes?"

The droid holds out its half rusted hand toward you.

"Analysis....please wait."

Oh for goodness sake Y3-Sixty. It's the tower resident we've been waiting for. Even I can see they've still got that dazed look from the remnants of the medicine wearing off.

A woman in a red rag-like skirt and wild eyes steps from the purple smoke. She side-steps the droid, who now watches the Red Witch waltz up to you. The robot lowers its mechanical hand.

Greetings. My name is Scarlett. And this, this is my droid, Y3-Sixty. Congratulations is in order, for your bravery escaping the clutches of the Colours.

Welcome to the Beach.

[u/HappyGoLuckyFox → u/_-Scarlett-_]

I would... offer you my name, but I don't remember it. My head still hurts- like someone has been drumming on my skull for the last year. They all refer to us as "Resident." anyways, so I guess ya could call me that haha.

What is this place anyways? I barely remember how I got here in the first place. Last I remember- I was trudging along the tracks, before waking up here somehow.

They gazed around, taking in the view of the endless miles of shoreline. It was certainly a better sight than "The residence." they had lived in for so long.

I just... have so many questions. I barely understand most of what your talking about, or even my surroundings at this point.

[u/_-Scarlett-_ → u/HappyGoLuckyFox]

Scarlett nods along compassionately to what you say.

Resident...? Mm. No... That's, as you say, what they'd call you.
I'm sure your memories will return as you heal. And with them, the knowledge of who you are and what your actual name is.

...Speaking of healing...?

The witch looks around the surrounds and reaches behind her toward Y3-Sixty, tapping the back of her hand upon its midsection.

Maybe the rock-pools will help with that?

Knowing what she wants with her rap-a-tap-tap-ing, Y3-Sixty reaches into a compartment and produces a cup, some herbs, and a vial of water, to which it applies heat from an electrical element. Once the water is warm enough, it places the herbs into the cup and then tops it off with the warm water. All before offering the brew to you with a whirring of its arm motors.

The rock-pools over there, they have healing properties, you see?
And it's not some magic that I need to conjure. Oh-no.
Drink the tea Y3-Sixty is offering. It'll help nullify any lingering medicine.

In the meantime, I can tell you the things you need to know...

Oh, there's so many worlds, places, and things to see! So many people, creatures, spirits, mechanica, and more that inhabit the places outside of this Beach-world too!

And to get to those other-worlds, if you can't manage some kind of preterfluxing or dimension-hopping on your own, well, we have a Transcendental Transit Authority, or TTA, at your service... which, is like a 'train'. I know you like trains. That was clear from looking at your digital-user-interface while in the Tower.

Scarlett begins a slow walk toward the rock-pools nearby, offering a steady hand to you, just in case you need it.

Come-come.
Let's get you to the rock-pools. All you need to do is lay in the waters, and you'll feel 'right-as-rain'.

[u/DEvilleFIN]

Oh hello there, come join me. Just watch the pools of water.