Dallas' mind was in a jumble. The teen drifted in and out of conciseness, each time things became more and more blurry. On the sidewalk of that emty street, the sabre sat deactivated. While unconscious Dallas began slip into a dream.
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Dallas woke in his bed, and smiled as he stepped out of his room and into the living room. The teen walked into his living room. Someone was sitting on the couch.
"Who the heck are you....why are you in my house." Dallas said. The person stood up and turned to Dallas. This person's face was blurred, and when it spoke...only gibberish was heard. "I said who are you!" Again, gibberish chatter filled his ears. Slowly more people appeared each speaking gibberish. Dallas began to yell. Soon the teen's dream went dark, everyone he knew phased out of his memories...
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Dallas still lay in the alley....still unconscious...breath shallow. The teen could only wait.
[member="Valashu Elahad "]
[member="Undin Jaii"]
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Dallas woke in his bed, and smiled as he stepped out of his room and into the living room. The teen walked into his living room. Someone was sitting on the couch.
"Who the heck are you....why are you in my house." Dallas said. The person stood up and turned to Dallas. This person's face was blurred, and when it spoke...only gibberish was heard. "I said who are you!" Again, gibberish chatter filled his ears. Slowly more people appeared each speaking gibberish. Dallas began to yell. Soon the teen's dream went dark, everyone he knew phased out of his memories...
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Dallas still lay in the alley....still unconscious...breath shallow. The teen could only wait.
[member="Valashu Elahad "]
[member="Undin Jaii"]