"Ok....its not ending and I look like Julian. What sort of message is my brain trying to tell me?" It had taken Garsot several minutes to even conceive a thought after seeing what was his reflection in the water, still convinced this was just a drug filled nightmare of some sort. After taking a few deep breaths and finally getting over the shock, he got a grip of himself and calmed down a bit. "Well, it's not like its the craziest vision I've ever had." He thought about other strange things he has seen in the past. "I just can't believe how real it feels. I could swear I can feel the air, smell the aroma of meadows, feel the grass tickling my feet." He looked down at his bare feet, stretching his purple hued toes. Looking around the area again he was soaking in the view. "Well, I guess I will just have to wait for this all to be over. In the meantime, I guess I can just enjoy it."<br/><br/>His joy was short lived, however, as in just a few seconds he found himself surrounded by a pack of dire wolves who looked like they were pretty hungry.<a class="postlink" href="http://i672.photobucket.com/albums/vv86/KingDibble/11173afc-3452-44b7-a023-796704187998_zps58fd486b.jpg?t=1418243038">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Even though he knew this was a dream, he could not help but feel himself overcome with adrenaline and fear as he looked into the eyes of the one wolf in front of him, and then looked around at the other ones. He slowly turned his head to check for a possible way out and noticed a slight gab between two wolves behind him, just large enough to allow him to pass through..."Umm, I think you're overestimating your abilities here," he said to himself, shaking off the hopeless idea that he could pass and somehow out run a pack of beasts like these. The wolves move in closer, snarling and drooling as they get ready to pounce on their prey, hair standing on edge.<br/><br/>"Well, this hallucination certainly has gotten pretty frightful." He could feel his body trembling as the wolf directly in front of him dipped his head and motioned as if he was ready to strike. "Will it?.." Garsot thought to himself as a possible way out was forming in his head, "It's risky, but it just might work." Slowly lowering his stance he stared right into the eyes of his assailant as the world around him seemed to come to a halt. Breath creeping between his clenched teeth, his eyes widen as the wolf begins his move...everything goes black.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>...Garsot found himself back in the mail room of the abandoned building, breathing heavily as he lay on the floor, sweat pouring from his forehead. He did not move for several minutes, bewildered by what he had just experienced. "At least..." he sighs heavily between each few words, "its finally....over." Finally picking himself up off the floor, his body sore and feeling as though it weighed a ton, he decided that now would be a good time to get some sleep. He looked through the building hoping to find something he could use to put down on the floor, as the hardwood floors were very cold on a wintery night like this. Luckily, he found an apartment that still had a bed in it, and in decent condition as well. He went and sat on the bed in hopes to sleep off the rest of his drunkenness. "Ok, not going to drink at that place again. Though I am pretty curious as to what was slipped into my drink to create that sort of hallucination. I could swear I was actually there, it felt so real." He put his hand into his pocket to empty it out and felt a strange object...<br/><br/>A white light flashed in his head and his mind was brought back to the dream...He remembers seeing the wolf lunge at him and miss as Garsot was able to duck under the monster's leap. But instead of running like he planned, instead he jumped up and gave the wolf a quick and powerful uppercut. As he landed, the rest of the pack attacked him and were doing considerable damage. Unable to think due to the all-too-real pain he was feeling from their claws and teeth digging into his flesh, Garsot felt relief as energy exploded from his body and shot the wolves away. Falling to his knees he felt warmth as blood was flowing from the injuries, but it was not over yet. The wolves were stunned momentarily before they shot back up. Deciding the best course of action was to run, he somehow got the strength to propel himself forward as the predators gave chase.<br/><br/>Due to his injuries, Garsot was unable to sprint at full speed and the wolves were closing in quickly. Again, as if out of instinct, his body began to do things that he wasn't controlling. After images of Julian began to appear, causing the wolves to lunge at targets that were just an illusion, giving Garsot a bit of space. Unfortunately, he could not stop doing it and eventually drained himself of mana. This coupled with the blood loss made his vision go blurry as he began to collapse. His head hit the ground hard as his body finally gave out. The wolves were now more irritated than hungry after playing cat and mouse with what they was hoping would be an easy meal. Without hesitation they came upon him and devoured what was left of his body.<br/><br/>A few seconds later the world around him returned to the tubular room he was in before, the voice from earlier breaking the silence. "Unfortunately, you have just died within the game. You will now have to wait one hour before you may re-enter the game. You will be given a blue sphere upon exit that is indestructible until said time has past. We hope your next time in goes better, thank you for playing." The room went silent again as the world around him shattered.<br/><br/>The memory ended has Garsot pulled the object out of his pocket...the blue sphere. "What the? Why do I have this? Am I still dreaming?" He could not believe what he was holding, and out of instinct, tried crushing it and found that it was indeed more durable than the one before. He placed it on the floor and tried crushing it under his foot but it would not break. He tried stomping on it and ended up slipping onto the bed. He leaned up and picked it up off the floor, looking at it, "Is it possible that all that was 'real,'" he shook his head at the idea. "Real or not, for some reason I can't help but want to go back. But if what the voice said is true, I got to wait at least an hour before I can go back in....laaame." He placed the sphere on the ground next to the bed and laid down. "Well, I might as well take a nap for now and wait." Staring up at the ceiling, thinking of how real that whole experience felt, and how great it was to be there, he felt himself slowly slip into sleep.