<span style="font-style: italic">"One is missing!"</span><br/><br/>The statement caught DJ by surprise. He whirled around to the group, counting off all who were there. Jason, Kai, Jaynna....as he realized who was missing he blurted out, "Where's Jon?!" He looked around everywhere to see if he was there, but no such luck. There was complete darkness surrounding them, and DJ didn't think it was smart to leave the safety of the light by himself. He cursed under his breath, the last thing he wanted was another friend lost. He was taken aback by the though of<span style="font-style: italic">another</span>friend, since he didn't really remember losing anyone else. That's when the flood of memories came back to him. The image of a young girl, one he recognized as his friend, but nothing else came to mind. He then imagined something strange, a battle that he fought in. The girl had fought bravely with him and his friends, but something went wrong. The memory was a blur after a point, but at the end, he saw the girl, lying in a pool of blood. All DJ could do was run as his enemies approached, and after that, his memory faded.<br/><br/>As he came back to the present, his body felt cold, and he noticed tears in his eyes. He wiped them away, and he felt himself getting angrier. There was no way in hell he was gonna lose someone else. With a clenched fist he turned to the rest of the group. "Guys, we need to find Jon now! Theres no telling what could happen to him out here. I don't wanna think about it..." The memory of the girl came again, and he looked up with a new resolve, "He's our friend, we have to make sure he's safe. Who's with me?"<br/><br/>He looks to the group to see who is willing to go. He knows it's a risk, but if it's for an old friend, there's nothing he wouldn't do. Growing up on the streets, he learned who was really a friend and who wasn't, and he knew that these people were true friends.<br/><br/>Suddenly, something unexpected happened. The things that he could see around him faded, and he was alone in blackness, but he was not afraid. He then felt, a pulse, like a small earthquake beneath his feet. That's when he saw it. He realized that he was able to "feel" the movements in the earth. Anything that treaded on ground, he could see with the pulses. Even though he could not see, he could "see". He felt the presence of his companions around him. He was able to make out their forms just from the presence they had on the ground. He was even able to see the tree's slowly growing in the dirt. It was like he was seeing things through...the eyes of the earth. Then something approached him, he felt the pulses moving closer and closer. The form that was made was that of a long serpent, not much different from the dragons that he had seen in ancient Chinese art. The serpent regarded him, and nodded slowly, before walking away. A thought, not his own, emerged in his mind. "You are chosen. The spirits of the earth are pleased."<br/><br/>As he returned to his normal vision, the voice he had felt echoed in his mind. What was it?