The A-Dungeon

The sun hung high in the sky, casting its warm rays of light down on the world below. The night had gone and passed, giving way to a new day, but the attitudes of people remained unchanged.

Jason sat on the lawn, a few feet from where he had buried the little girl. He stared blankly at the ground, contemplating on many things.

He thought about his next course of action, he was stuck on a road, the paths he could take weren't visible to him.

The first thought he had was to find out who killed Emily, or better yet find out who was the person behind her death. The mastermind that had wanted to capture her, but had to resort to killing her instead.

'Chances are, that person that's behind her death is strong.' Jason shook his head, dispelling the thought. 'I'd just be courting death. I need to be stronger to even think about it.'

He needed a quicker way to get stronger, but that would require resources. Resources that he didn't exist.