On the planet below, by a river flowing with thick, silvery metal, a pillar of light from the blue sky above deposits what looks like a cross between an oversized crysalis and a womb, sweating life fluids. 

It bulges in places as its contents kick and punch in protest.

Something is wrong. Something is really wrong. He's supposed to wake up in a glass pod or some kind of bed, but it feels like he's suffocating!

He keeps pushing and eventually breaks out, flopping to the ground.

The amniotic fluids gush through the wound in the pod over the child's bare skin, warm yet clammy. The sun beats down on him. He feels... different. They told him he would be groggy when he woke up, but he feels more alert and energized than ever before. The low gurgle of the river is unnaturally clear as crystal in his ears, like before he'd been listening to the world through bad speakers. 

"This is not a medbay," he complains to nobody in particular.

He sits up. "Ew."

He looks at the river. ".....Ew. Whaaaa?"

A young voice:

"Hi."

Behind him, a girl is sitting crosslegged in the red grass. Her skin is white as snow, her hair black as night. The former is easy to tell, given she's stark naked, unless you count a satchel bag. Unlike the boy, though, she's also clean. "Welcome to planetside." 

He kip-ups and spins and tries to act as if he knows what's going on.

"A-huh, thank... You." Pause. "I don't suppose this is a cunningly disguised medbay? Or perhaps heaven."

"Heaven." Tabby remembers her mothers mentioning the idea sometimes. "So, you're really into goop?"

"Yeah, I don't actually think so. But it's supposed to be, like, a pure place, not somewhere you're just constantly happy. I don't feel right, nothing hurts and everything sounds weird and it's too bright but not, which makes 'I'm dead but heaven was real' about as likely as anything else until I know more." Hint hint.

"Poor newbies," the girl says, half-mockingly. "Always so confused. At least till they realize they've got superpoowers. Then they usually stop caring. Or they have a bath."

Superpowers, huh? He doesn't feel very super.

"That river does not look very bathy."

"I mean, it's non toxic. It's pretty fun to run around all silver. Wanna go find some water then if you're too good for that?"

"Yes. Yes I do. By all means lead the way. Is there a usual story? To all this? I think we were supposed to sleep until they built a city on a new planet for everyone..."

"That's what they told my grandmother. Then she woke up in a slime thing in a spaceship graveyard." 

The girl takes off in a run. A very fast run.

"Hey, wait!"

He runs after her.

...He can keep up???

Yes, yes he can. His muscles work like oiled machinery, his breath comes easy and circular. 

"Why. Why are we fast."

“No idea,” the girl calls back at him.

...Well, nothing better to do than follow her to, hopefully, a bath.

She leads him to a small grotto fed by a waterfall. With actual water. "This suit ya?"

He dives in, then swims to the waterfall.

"I could put a generator in here. Hey, where do we get... Stuff? Like, food and tools and clothes."

"You could probably get most of those things at the Pheonix Graveyard. Should learn to hunt, though."

The girl runs at the pond. "CANNOBALL!"

She lands in the water with a great splash.

"Why would I want to hunt when, like, the cafeteria is a thing? That sounds annoying."

Splash. “Where do you think the food comes from?”

"Farms. Where they kill animals for meat sometimes still 'cause vat meat doesn't quite taste right. I'm not stupid I just don't wanna do it myself."

He is trying to let the waterfall wash all the go away.