The cool air and breeze could be felt for miles, the entire stretch of land could easily have been some sort of paradise to anyone lying in this characters predicament. Finally he came to when a leaf dropped upon his lips, his eyes fluttering open as his pupils readjusted to the daylight, his hand dropped to his chest and slid up his body to the place on his temple the migraine was striking. Nothing was there, just a simple area of his blonde unruly hair that he always left alone. His eyes followed the sky, it was incredible...the weather there was completely abnormal and almost surreal. The rustling leaves was heard as he finally moved to a sitting motion. The sharp crack and pain hit his temples as the migraine took full effect, it was a pain in the ass. The dark black school uniform hugged his body tightly in most of the right places. He didn't care to ask how he got in the clothes, more as to where the hell he was. "What in the fuck."Julian muttered to himself.<br/><br/>Standing at a total height of six foot two, he was fairly tall and could see the school in the distance. It was large, and strangely...a sight for sore eyes. A possible civilization was nearby or something of the sort, even if he had no fucking clue how he got there it didn't matter to him. However he did check his pockets, shuffling out a cigarette which he was glad was still there. Flicking the zippo lighter open and then on he lit the cigarette. Shuffling the lighter away he pressed the brown butt of the cig against his lips taking a puff as his feet shuffled through the tall grass towards the building in the distance.<br/><br/>The sounds of fighting, somehow weapons or some sort had been dropped into the hands of what appeared to be normal everyday people. His eyes followed the path as he noticed a woman hauling an apparently unconscious man into the school....or was he dead? The thought sent shivers down his body, the bumps of goose flesh becoming prominent on his skin as he took a second drag of the warm cigarette that seemed to always get rid of his jitters. Dropping it to the floor he stomped out the cigarette as he placed his hands onto his hips, leaning back as he looked up trying to find some sort of name or sign or something, seeing nothing but the building itself. His lips pursed together as he spoke. "What the fuck kind of place is this..."