The boy didn't know that he was being carried. Not really. He'd fainted after the events of the afternoon and his fevered mind felt it was kinder to keep him in a state of unconsciousness than to let him wake and remember the horror of what had just happened. He sometimes moaned softly, saying something that sounded suspiciously like 'mom', but his eyes never opened, not even with the rain started to fall and mix with the tears that were leaking from underneath his closed lids.<br/><br/>But his breathing was even and he wasn't panicking, yet. He was dreaming, though. Dreaming that he was running through a black void, arm outstretched, trying desperately to reach for the slowly retreating form of a tall woman with long blonde hair and a sweet smile. Her eyes were sad and she kept shaking her head as if to say that where she was going, the boy couldn't follow her.<br/><br/>The wind swirled around, catching the hem of the long white dress that the woman wore, tossing it, spinning it and she seemed to disappear into the folds of the fabric while the darkness grew more and more opporessive. The young man stopped, panting for breath, and stared at the spot where the vision of his mother had stood. His eyes frantically searched for her, darting to the left and right, hardly noticing that the void was starting to gather together like smoke, forming itself into the long and slender shape of a person.<br/><br/>The pale creature in front of him was the antithesis of his mother; but they held their hands out to the boy, urging him closer. He was hesitant and a cold ball of fear churned in his stomach, but there was no other choice. He couldn't go back the way he'd come, there was no way he'd be able to find his way through the thick, inky darkness that had swallowed his footsteps. The only way was forward and into the arms of this mysterious creature with the impassive expression on their face. The boy took step after step and finally put his hand into the out held palm offered to him.<br/><br/>And then the darkness began to fade slightly.<br/><br/>The boy's eyes began to flicker open and he exhaled a soft, confused sound.<em>Where</em>was he?! He sat up and pushed off the jacket that had been covering him and stared into the cool dimness that seemed to press down on his body.<br/><br/>The last thing he remembered was being in the neighbour's back yard and there were two men with guns! His heart jumped in fear and he almost tumbled off the stone platform in his haste to get a stock of his surroundings. Then there was the... person? The one who'd made the gunmen just leave him alone! Was it because of them that the boy was shivering slightly, standing with his arms wrapped around himself and looking around with a wary expression until he set his blue eyes on the creature who'd obviously brought him here in the first place.<br/><br/>He began to back up towards the wall, which was stupid in retrospect. He should have gone towards the door, but he hated the thought that anyone could be standing behind him. Finally, he found his voice and though it was trembling as strongly a he was, he could at least get out a full sentence this time.<br/><br/>"What in the hell just happened!? Who<em>are</em>you! Where are we?" Not the most insightful questions, perhaps, but the boy was just barely holding himself together and he'd done well to just ask those three instead of simply breaking down.