Looking for answers...
Connor had been looking for answers since the time he first started to get odd visions of things that he should not know. Since he was ten he started to get visions of things that had not happened yet or some dramatic event that happened to help him understand something about someone. There was one night after his eighteenth birthday that he had a dream. There was a lot of images flashing in his mind, but one thing that he did see was a name of a town. The town of Storybrooke. Connor told his parents that he was going on a roadtrip with some friends. Though that was a lie. He had never had a vision of anything from so far away.
Connor arrived into the strange town in his red mustang. To say that he got odd looks was far from an understatement. Though Connor had enough reasons to give back the odd looks. There were people looking as they were standing guard by the town entrance, and then when he got into town he saw a few guys going into a hole in the middle of the street with pickaxes. Connor shrugged off the whole idea before stopping at a diner. He got out of his car and felt eyes staring at him before he walked inside and sat at a booth that the hot waitress walked him over too though she also seemed surprised by someone new in town.
