[ Hey, you. Guess who also suddenly woke up in a completely different place? Holland had found himself at the shores of Cianwood with no recollection of how he got there in the first place. The first thing he did was to swear loudly over the fact that the Christmas gifts he had bought were still in Kanto (great, now some asshole was going to steal them), only to have them suddenly appear at his feet. Oh, that's convenient. ]
[ A little while later, the video flickers on. Holland's near the (currently frozen) water with a nice view of the sunset in the distance. It's a mix of orange and pinks, growing dimmer by the second. He leaves it like that for a good thirty seconds or so before he pops into view. His scarf seems to be more tightly wrapped than usual and his cheeks have a mild shade of red. ]
--- Something like this happened before, didn't it? With weird shit happening and lots of people showing up all at once and then it was like it never happened.
[ He stops to pull a cigarette from the depths of his pockets and lighting it. Unusually thick tendrils of smoke begin to form, growing larger and larger the further they rise to the darknening skies. They begin to shift, forming various shapes in fluid movements as though someone is using brush strokes. Eventually bright colours begin to creep into the scenery, appearing as unusually big stars, a crescent moon and an odd swirl. By now, what used to be a regular sunset should be fairly recognizable if you know your art history:
Here's a bigger version, if you prefer that.
The video is left running for a few minutes before it cuts off. ]