Airy sunk down in his chair, plotting up new challenges (with the limited resources available to him). Liam Backpack was going to be eliminated for sure, so he thought he might as well get that done and over with.

Airy sat up to reach for his microphone and held it close to his face.

"Alright, we can-" he starts before pausing for a moment. Airy had just remembered that he was kinda hungry, as he hadn't had breakfast that day. He noticed a granola bar close by, so he decided to quickly get up and grab it. "Best not to host on an empty stomach." He thought to himself.

"-start the elimination now." Airy continued, as he was getting up and walking over to the granola bar. "Ok, the person eliminated is-" he continues when suddenly his leg gets tangled in his microphone's wire and starts to lose balance. Shrieking our in surprise, he desperately attempts to grab onto something and catch his fall, but to no avail, as he falls directly onto the left side of his face.

Unfortunately for Airy, his entire head is made of glass, so on impact a sickening shattering noise is heard. At that moment, he feels a strong pain dominating half his head, like being hit in the head with a hammer except it doesn't knock you out. He cried out in pain, instinctively holding both his hands over his eye. Once he sat up, the first thing he noticed was shards of glass everywhere, his glass. The sight of it was terrifying to him. At that moment, he felt a warm liquid flow between his fingers and run down his body like a river flowing down a mountain, taking on a deep crimson color. It didn't take a genius to realize it was blood, and lots of it too. 

Airy tried to stand up but he didn't have the strength to, in fact he felt himself getting weaker every second that passed. Meanwhile, blood continued to pour down his face and painted him and the floor around him crimson. He just kept laying on the floor, completely helpless until consciousness started slipping away from him and he blacked out.

The next thing he knew, he was suddenly in a field of some sort. The wind was a nice gentle breeze, the sun pleasantly warm, and not a single cloud was visible in the sky. He observed that there were two massive trees in front of him, the leaves peacefully swaying in the breeze. He went to take a step over towards the trees when he started to tumble down the hill. At the bottom, he rolls into a large field of all sorts of different flowers, making for a beautiful and colorful view. He stood up to examine the flowers around him, in awe of how gorgeous this strange new place was. While looking around, he saw that there were plenty of butterflies fluttering in and out of flowers, one of which landed on his nose. He accidentally sneezed however, so it flew into the flowers soon afterwards.

At that moment, Airy got on his knees and started picking some of the flowers and eventually created a nice little flower crown. After he was done, he placed his new creation around his head and paused momentarily. Something about this place made him feel incredibly happy and he felt himself form a huge grin on his face. He then picked a few of the flowers he found the prettiest and formed a small bouquet. He held the bouquet up to his face and inhaled the sweet fragrance they produced. At this moment he was basically grinning from ear to ear and started giggling to himself. The next thing you know, he's rolling around in the flowers, attempting to catch butterflies, and chuckling like a little kid. 

While playing around in the field of flowers, he notices a figure in the distance. Whatever (or whoever) it was, Airy couldn't quite make out what it was, but one thing that he did notice was that the second he really tried to figure out what or who that is, he felt himself seemingly drifting away from the field in such a way that was hard for him to describe. One thing he does understand is that the second the drifting ended, he felt himself waking up again...