The air dances with a special energy tonight. If you listen closely you can hear the rhythm it's dancing to. It's a constant, resounding drumming.
The sound draws closer to you. From the empty nothingness ahead, a boy steps out. He stares forward with bright blue eyes, dribbling a basketball with a somewhat transparent hand. A bright white glow lingers around him, fading as he continues on.
He doesn’t understand why you’re running.
He doesn’t realize that he’s just come out of nowhere, or that things about him are not quite right.
He doesn’t even realize he’s been gone a long while...















