Dugan was late for his appointment with his professor, and the rain wasn't helping things. He crossed the street, cursing at his broken umbrella, just as a truck rolled through a puddle, this time nearly drenching him. He knew this wasn't going to be a good talk; since the beginning of the semester he had been preoccupied, and his grades had slid quite a ways. Sighing, he hoisted himself up the stairs to the entrance to the building, and pressed the button to call the elevator. He took off his glasses to wipe the accumulated water from them, but only ended up smearing them worse on his jacket. Giving up, he resigned himself to merely shaking the water from his short black hair. He thought back to his last days at home; the ultimatum given to him by his girlfriend... the elevator dinged, and he sighed again, stepping through the doors...<br/><br/>...and into a darkness blacker than any he had ever known, and a sensation of falling. Behind him, the edges of reality wavered, flickering, slowly closing to reveal the inside of an empty elevator car.