A bright light fills my vision. Maybe if I blink it will go away. No, that didn’t work. Wait. Is the light getting...softer? It’s moving. Is that glowing mist? What the hell?
I suppose I should get up.
When did I lie down? I could of sworn I was standing in...THE ALLEY. “Sir? Sir are you there? Hello? Anyone?” Can’t see anything through this damn mist. “Is any one there?
“Oh my god.” My hand! What happened to my hand? Are those claws? And scales?! Is that some kind of glove? Why do I have a glove on my hand, on my hands? Get them off!
“Ouch! That hurt!” That hurt? Oh god they’re real. This is real. Oh god, what is happening? “Hello! Anyone, please. Are you there?”
“I’m here, child, I’m here. No need to shout.” Whirling around I see a figure step out of the mist. What is she wearing? Is that a cloak? Who the heck wears a cloak? “I’m old and never was an early riser. But