Nearby as well an individual seemed to materialized out of thin air. He was crouched, as the thing instructed him to, with his hand on the ground and his eyes closed. When he opened them again he looked around. He seemed to be a young man who was about to escape his years as a teen. He was dressed very casually, common for anyone from his time and strangely from those of different origins. He wore baggy black cargo pants and white tennis shoes that seemed perfect for running. He also wore a red tank-top that had kanji on the front and back that read "dreamer" to those who understood. He also wore a black beanie which had two cat-like ears sewn the top, the fur on them grey, much like his long, shaggy grey hair. His skin was very pale, but not deathly so. He just seemed like someone who didn't get out much. Even then he looked amazingly athletic, with a body build fit for an Olympian. He stood up and opened his eyes, revealing two eyes of gold, which looked around curiously before looking down at his pocket. He reached inside, the two black bands he wore around his wrists glinting in the light while the silver chain connected to a belt loop tinkled a little at his tough. He pulled out a rectangular object that, to him, he knew as a phone as well as a musical device, checking the screen. The chain seemed to be connected to it, looping through a section of the phone that was attached to the bottom.<br/><br/>"...Nothing..." he muttered, taking a pair of headphones out of the other pocket and plugging them into the phone and putting them into his ears. He seemed to be drawn in to this device at the moment, rather than observing the environment he had just willingly traveled into.