They are... so hungry, so thirsty, in this strange land. Nothing here is familiar! Nothing is the right color! Why are there so many impudent vines!! It is enough to make you scream. They do, loudly, and then begin chewing frustratedly on some gross, woody plant.Suddenly, they see something they know - shining bright on the branch overhead, one perfectly yellow lemon. They release the victimized flora with an excited exclamation, and begin clumsily scambling up to the sour citrus. Their footing is unstable, and they slip! But they manage to bite onto the lemon before they fall, and it comes down with them. It slips out of their mouth when they hit the ground, but they pull themselves up to their feet, and stumble after their prize. The lemon is still rolling... then comes to a stop, revealing a face the mirror of their own. It screams in terror, and they scream back, in a mixture of fear and dismay and anger.