First star ★ action/voice

[America wakes up outside of town, surrounded by trees. She's extremely confused as to where she is, how she got there, what the hell she's wearing, and how a pair of light blue wings somehow got attached to her back. She notices a journal on the ground next to her, and picks it up. Flipping through the pages, it becomes clear this is no ordinary journal. She decides to try talking at it to see what happens.]

OK, whose journal is this, and where the fuck am I? More importantly, where are my clothes? I was kind of in the middle of kicking this pendejo's ass and I can't do that in some flimsy dress. Plus, it's fucking cold out here.

[Deciding that's good enough for now, she closes the journal and takes to the sky, trying to figure out where exactly she is. She spots a town in the distance and heads that way...]