It was unnaturally quiet, the same quietness that only occurred after a bad dream had ended. He had no clue where he was, only that it was seemingly empty, devoid of anything noteworthy or important to him. He was unsure of how to best describe his feelings besides confused. Where was he? He felt as if something important was missing from his mind as to where he was. "It's like a bad dream..." he mumbled, before standing up completely.
"Is anyone out there?" he asked aloud, unsure of why he would ask. He just felt the need to, it seemed like a smart idea.












