Beneath the raw and tender trees awaited the dusty, grey, worn out iron man resting in peace to be seeked out and brought to live again with one push of a button. The crumpled and greased up trees had scattered many piles of miss placed leaves around and on the ion man’s body. All of a sudden unforeseen, a little figure of a girl appeared out of nowhere, she could be the ion mans only chance of being brought back to life again! Could she be the one? The girl was dressed in a pale, white, floaty and thin nightgown, as if she to had been sleeping out in the overgrown wildness of the forest (similar to sleeping beauty).