A visit to the Dunes (and Dracwick)

[Yukki Kazuto]

Yukki walked outside and leaned against the wall of a nearby building. Focusing his energy into his palm, he toyed around with the omnilium inside him until he held a black smartphone. Of course, he got a few looks while he was doing it, and suddenly felt the need to leave town before someone try to kill him. If there was one thing he knew, it was when his stay was up. He began walking away from the gate, further into the dunes.


Very quickly he became surrounded in the never ending sand piles that is most of the dunes. He searched for civilization for hours, unable to find anything. Yukki began stumbling, his throat dry. He tried summoning in some water, but found that for some reason, probably a lack of concentration, he was unable. He eventually passed out, lying face down in the sand.


He awoke some time later. He found himself looking at an old man who was looking right back at him. Yukki sat up and reached for his gun, only to find it missing. The old man leaned back and laughed. Yukki began to look around where he was. He was in a room made out of some kind of orange brick. Around the room were different wall hangings, from pictures of people, to maps, to paintings of savannas.


He appeared to be in some sort of bedroom, given by the bed he was laying on, the end table next to him, the bookshelf across from him, and the desk on the wall next to him. The old man gt up and walked out of the room. Yukki sat up, wanting to get out of unknwn area and get back to the area he was more familiar with. Just as he stood up, a boy walked into the room, and was surprised to see him standing.


“We found you out in the desert. You were on the brink of death, how are you standing already?” The boy put down a tray of food he had been carrying on the desk next to Yukki, who stood in silence. “Nobody can survive out there for more than a few hours, and you looked like you had been laying there for awhile. You were almost completely covered in sand when we found you!”


Yukki started to walk past the boy, but the boy reached out and grabbed his jacket sleeve. “Tell me how you did it!” Yukki pulled his arm free and turned to the boy. “I don’t know. I was unconscious.” He looked around again. “Where am I?”


The boy gave a small pout, but answered his question. “You’re in my house. Well, it’s technically my grandfather’s, but once he dies it’ll be mine! We live in a small town that we call Dracwick. It’s not much, and as a result, we don’t get many visitors. In fact, I don’t remember a time where we did get a visitor…” The young boy slowed down his hurried speech as the old man, which Yukki presumed to be his grandfather walked back into the room.


“Damien! Stop bothering our guest with your petty questions! Have you collected the water like I asked you to?” Damien shook his head slowly. “Then go do it! Leave the two of us alone!” the old man glared at the boy, who walked out looking defeated.


The old man turned to Yukki. “Don’t mind him, he’ll perk up in a few minutes. So... “ He seemed to pause, as if choosing his next words carefully. “My name is Samuel. What about you?”

Yukki paused momentarily, wondering if he should trust this man. Well, he did save a complete stranger’s life. “My name is Yukki.” he said very quickly, yet calmly. The Man nodded.

“And, where exactly are you from, Yukki?” He asked.

Yukki laughed a little. Where was he from? “Do you mean where did I come from before in the omniverse, or where was I before I was brought here?” The man’s eyes widened in horror.


“Leave. Leave! You must leave, now, and don’t come back! You’re precious gate is that way!” He pointed out the door. Yukki was taken aback by his sudden outburst, but decided to listen to what he said. He got up and walked out of the door.