"We can't go through with this," said a strange, shadow figure. "We have to. It's the only way we can get him here," said the other. The second man stepped closer to a mirror at the end of a long corridor and slowly brought his hand up to feel its cool surface. As if with magic, he pulled a crystal the size of his palm out of the mirror. The crystal slowly glowed brighter and brighter until it hurt for me to look at. Suddenly, everything went black.
I jolt awake in a nervous sweat and soon realize it was only a dream. I thought to myself, "Why did it have to be me?" I throw on a hoodie, some sweatpants, and my favorite pair of sneakers, then go on a run through my neighborhood park. This always seemed to calm me down. As I am running, I see a replica for the crystal from my nightmare lodged into a tree and start to panic. I manage to calm myself down after a few minutes and go to examine it. I begin to take it out when I see the same shadowy figure from my dream out of the corner of my eye. I feel a sharp pain erupt through my body and fall onto my hands and knees, watching as everything goes black.
If/when I add more of it, it will be a reply to my comment on the studio.