A young man with brown hair down to his neckline and bags under his eyes stood across an apartment building waiting at a crosswalk. He held a phone in his shaking hand anxiously waiting for something as the familiar symbol of a man walking lit up in front of him, he began to walk but before long he heard a loud beeping sound right before darkness flooded his vision.
"Damn it! I told you punks that I don't want to play your little games anymore!". The man screamed but was met with utter silence.
Until he wasn't…
"What the hell you screaming about old man!"
"Probably some junkie…"
"Lets rob his ass!!!"
'Old man? Junkie? Ro- wait what?'
Struggling to open his eyes he looked around and saw a bussling street, and building all put together by a blood red sky and some blood curdling screams in the distance.
And right in front of him he saw a tall man with a blindfold, white hair, and a uncaring look on his face. A short skinny guy with black hair, pale skin and a weird look on his face. And a tall man wearing a weird wizard's costume with a very, very punchable face.
"Noma… you cant just steal from everyone you see." The man with a blindfold said to the man with a punchable face,
"haha, just ask Selnnus. I'm sure he wants to do the same." Noma said while looking at the short man.
"Damnation. You always have to drag me into this!"
Selnnus looked at down at the strange man with an odd look.
"What's your name?" He asked while moving his hand somewhere unknown
"uh... G-Graven?" he responded with a confused expression on his face 'well shit. I uhh... must have passed out or something, yeah that's what happened... such a strange dream, so real...'
Hearing this the man looked a little dazed, "odd... I've never heard of anyone named Graven before, could it b- nah never mind that has not happened in a decades."
while thinking about who he was, Graven suddenly got up and kicked Selnnus where the sun don't shine.
The man fell to the ground with a thud, "FUCK-SHIT, WH-WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT" the man screamed in a daze.
"Wow feels real to!" Graven said excitedly as he ran toward the guy with a wizards costume, but before he managed to reach him they all ran off to whatever hellhole they came from.
"such a odd group... now where am I?, Florida maybe?. Ah that must be it, I mean where else on gods green earth would be so... hellish. welp I suppose I ought to wake up now before I'm late" after a second or two of looking around, he started attempting to wake up, or perhaps take a shit? he did this for a few minutes but to no avail. "how odd... I suppose that's now how lucid dreams work then? maybe I should try to fall asleep and that's how I do it."
As he started to walk along the busy streets of the mysterious dream, he stared at the people thinking of how real they looked, of course he was not trying to hide his curious and... suggestive looks and in return got some... disgusted looks back at him for obvious reasons. 'So odd why is it that I'm dreaming all of a sudden? I swear to god if those damned kids knocked me out!'
Angered by this revelation he started to walk faster, and faster until he reached a full on on sprint, with his desire to show the punks who did this to him who they were messing with, he ran through the streets carelessly.
That is until he heard someone say his name...
"Are you graven? My names Dowl Hoft, as I'm sure you already know who I am so lets skip the introduction shall we? I was told that you injured one of my men and threatened his patrol. I'm sure you understand that his is very serious and... well I'm going to need to take you with me."
Hearing this Graven was curious as to what would happen if he did not follow this man. perhaps he would wake up? "and why should I follow you?"
"Im sure you have heard the stories of the people who do not listen to us. its not like we try to hide it"
Hearing the threat angerd Graven. 'who are you to threaten me in my own dream!', wearing an angry expression on his face, he jumped toward the man planning to attack him like the punks that he calls his 'men' but in the next moment he heard a sigh that made him feel as if his skin was about to rip itself off of his body in an act of betrayal, and in the moment after darkeness once again flooded his vision.
Flooded with pain graven slowly opened his eyes to find himself chained in a pitch black room.