1 Prologue

His gray bedroom… illuminated by a single red light coming from the computer.

It was almost morning, the digital clock besides him showing that it was 06:00 am, but he just finished playing his favorite strategy game on the computer, and just now he went to sleep.

Since he stayed up all night playing video games, the simple touch of the bed made him fall asleep in seconds.

If he didn´t had sleep so easily, he could have seen the strange phenomena that beset his bedroom.

The red light faded.

The digital clock went bananas, hours and minutes passing at an incredible high speed, until the clock finally broke.

Darkness, a whispering wind passing through the doorway, bringing an unfamiliar cold to the room.

The mirror that his parents just recently bought for their bedroom, left in his room because they were still deciding in what place to put it, was slowly covered by a strange dew.

Despite all of this, his body didn´t react, and the sleep went on nine hours straight without having any problems.

When he finally woke up, with only one quarter of his brain functioning, he didn´t move at all.

"Its kinda cold." He thought.

Four minutes later…

"I´m hungry."

Still in bed, his eyes closed and almost making him sleep again. His mind wouldn´t let it happen though, the stomach was already asking for food.

Two minutes later…

"I´m really, really hungry." Now three quarters of his brain functioning. "Do I have any chores to do? I don´t remenber..."

An shiver ran down trhough his spine.

"Why it´s so cold?"

He finally got out of the bed.

Dizzy in mind and body, he opened the door of his room and was surprised but an whispering dark wind.

"This doesn´t make sense, it should be, like, sunny. My house was never so dark like that… why can´t I hear anyone else and whats up with this wind?"

By memory, he tried to get to the bathroom so he could wash his face, but the moment he turned to the right and extended his right hand to search for the wall, he was greeted by a slimy, rocky wall so cold that burned his hand.

-"!Ughur!" He shouted, and the slimy sensation was still present. "Arrg, what is this?! Now that I think of it, this place is insanely cold!!"

And it was at this moment Reynauld realised, this wasn´t his house, and that he wouldn´t be seeing her anytime soon.