"David, wake up." David mumbled, opening his eyes. The classroom was empty, save for him and Samuel. "Aw, damnit." David stretched his arms. "Get enough sleep last night?" Samuel asked. "Yeah, I slept fine. Maybe I was just bored." Samuel chuckled at David's response. "Alright. Hey, you wanna help me capture a few monsters?" David nodded. "I guess I owe you that." Samuel grinned. "Damn right you do. Now come on, I know where a few feral's are hiding out." The two boys got up, exiting the classroom. The hallway was empty. "I didn't think I was asleep that long. Samuel?" David couldn't find his friend. "Samuel?!" The doors had disappeared, along with the entrances to the other hallways. The only exit was a window at the end of the hall. Cautiously, he walked over to it. Outside, the world was a bright white, empty of any contents. He gripped the bottom of the window and opened it.

He hopped through, and jumped when the window slammed behind him, disappearing right before his eyes. "Hello?" He called out into the white void. "Ahh, you've arrived." He turned around, seeing a man dressed in a black cloak, his face hidden by a velvet mask. "Um, sir, can you tell me where I am?" The man walked toward him, eyeing him up. Finally he held out his hand. "Your notebook. Show it to me." Surprised, David took a step back. "How do you know about that?" The man responded, "It's my job to know everything about my children." David gulped, but obliged, reaching into his backpack and pulling out the notebook, handing it over. The man felt it up, opened it, and began skimming over its contents. "How weak. I was hoping you'd at least be level 50. Ah, well, you can't always have what you want." The man handed the notebook back to David. "So, where am I?" The man chuckled. "My home, good sir. It's whatever I want it to be." To prove this, the man snapped his fingers. Under them sprouted a field of grass, above them, the white turned to a light blue, with clouds that are white rather than black, and only one sun hung above them.

"Wow." David was captured by the sight. "This place is a simple piece of the world your people used to live on. A place called Earth." The man tapped David's shoulder, taking his attention. "So, are you a god or something like that?" The man shook his head. "Far below a god in power. I'm sure you'll never meet him, so don't spend too much time thinking about it." "Alright, then who are you?" Again, the man chuckled. "That isn't important at the moment. Just know that I have your best interests at heart." David nodded. "So, why am I here?" The man was silent for a moment. "I need you to do something for me." The man pulled a paper out of his pocket. "This paper will tell you where to find a friend of mine. Visit him as soon as you possibly can." David stared at the paper. "Why me?" "Honestly? You were the first person I found that I could pull here without killing them. Now then, farewell." David felt the world start shaking. "W-wait a minute!" The ground beneath him cracked and broke into shards, sending him into a dark void.

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Samuel closed the door to the warehouse. "Alright. Thanks again for the help man. Now, how about getting some food." David shook his head. "Sorry, not tonight. I have to work on my paper." Samuel patted his friend's back, and bid him goodbye. Once Samuel was gone, he took the paper out of his pocket. "56 English Ave." He wasn't sure yet if he wanted to go through with it. Then again, if a being as strong as that contacts you, you can't really refuse. He took a deep breath and began walking. The streets were quiet and time passed in a blur. Once he got on English Ave, the building was clear right away. A run-down building, with a single light on in the window. He reached the building's door and knocked. No response. Upon peeking through the window, he was left confused. The inside looked abandoned, save for a lantern hanging on the window and a stool in the middle of the room. "What the hell kind of joke is this?" As he was peering inside, he heard the door open. He whipped around and saw someone standing in the doorframe. "Well, you're not who I was expecting." That someone was a guy in a trench coat. He wore a cowboy hat, a pair of sunglasses, and his mouth was formed in a frown. "Uhh…" the words caught in David's throat. The man reached into his pocket. "Charles last name redacted, inter-dimensional detective. I hunt all kinds of paranormal oddities, and It seems that you're wrapped up in my current case." David froze up. "...hi, I'm David." He choked out. "That's nice. Now get in here." The man motioned for David to follow, before entering the building. David followed.