DreamBeat
Two Thousand Club
Introduction
In the confines of a nicely decorated and nicely lit cell, there lied a child wearing a long sleeved shirt and pants on a clean white bed. His appearance indicated that he was of Asian decent, his face clear of any markings other than his birthmark on the corner of his right eye. The birthmark was a small circle colored a light brown, an even brighter shade of light brown surrounding the darker shade. The boy groaned.
My head hurts...
Seemingly glowing purple eyes peaked from under the eyelids, but the glow soon died, leaving a dark purple in its place. He couldn't move. His eyes stayed half-lidded, seemingly too tired to do anything else.
Ka-chink! It was the sound of something being unlocked, the boy could tell. His head shifted slightly as his eyes moved to look at the figure at the now opened cell door. All he could see was the shadow of the man. The man stepped closer, each footstep echoing in the cell. The boy's eyes followed the man until his feet stopped at next to the boy's bed. The man knelt down, face to face. He looked gentle.
The man smiled. "Hello, Nero. Are you enjoying your stay?"
In the confines of a nicely decorated and nicely lit cell, there lied a child wearing a long sleeved shirt and pants on a clean white bed. His appearance indicated that he was of Asian decent, his face clear of any markings other than his birthmark on the corner of his right eye. The birthmark was a small circle colored a light brown, an even brighter shade of light brown surrounding the darker shade. The boy groaned.
My head hurts...
Seemingly glowing purple eyes peaked from under the eyelids, but the glow soon died, leaving a dark purple in its place. He couldn't move. His eyes stayed half-lidded, seemingly too tired to do anything else.
Ka-chink! It was the sound of something being unlocked, the boy could tell. His head shifted slightly as his eyes moved to look at the figure at the now opened cell door. All he could see was the shadow of the man. The man stepped closer, each footstep echoing in the cell. The boy's eyes followed the man until his feet stopped at next to the boy's bed. The man knelt down, face to face. He looked gentle.
The man smiled. "Hello, Nero. Are you enjoying your stay?"
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