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,,I would think it's more likely that we are in someones backyard or that there is a village or a town right behind these trees,'' Keevia said, following Dunsinare. By the way had looked at him he seemed to be slightly disturbed by his scars and Keevia didn't blame him for that ,,But considering what has happened to me in the last few hou-'' falls silent for a moment ,,I mean, in the last few days,'' he fixes himself, after discovering, that he has lost count on time and could hardly even guess, how long ago the dreams had started ,,Well, considering what has happened to me recently I think we, and some big carnivorish animals are the only ones on this island, but maybe we should try to find some higher place first, like a hill or a cliff? I'd like to see, if we are really on an island and if there is any people around, before I start to fight for survival,'' he entered the forest. It was not like the woods in northern parts. The first few steps were the hardest, because the plants on the border of the forest were stretching themselves toward sea and sky, fighting for space and light, but then he was under the forest, trees forming a green roof above his head and erecting from ground like huge pillars. It was rather dim under the trees. Some birds could be heard from above, though you couldn't see them. These birds didn't sing. They more like...screamed and squeeled. Atleast Keevia hoped these are birds. He had never seen such a place, he had never even heard about jungles, so this queer world under trees made him nervous and he would have liked to fight his way back to the beach, but he didn't. He turned around, looking at the other man: ,,By the way, sir, you haven't introduced yourself.''

((Sorry XD I forgot that he introduced himself. How embarassing...))

Keevia looked at the fruit with hungry, at the same time suspecting look. He heard a sound from above, being made by creatures, who were climbing on tree branches. As he looked up his face turned pale, as he saw the animals who made these sounds.
There was about five of these animals. They weren't much bigger than a cat or a small dog, with long limbs and tail, covered with thich, brown fur with black markings. In some queer way their eyes, face and whole body reminded Keevia humans, though they were certainly not that. They looked more like some...mini-trolls.
They reminded him something more... Fear disappeared from Keevias face. Well, ofcourse. The creatures were monkeys. It was hard to recognise them, to put together the animal who was happily eating a fruit up on a tree and that inked picture of a stylized animal on slightly yellowish parchment, which was practically the only place he had ever seen a monkey.
Well, if these animals eat these fruits, then he might aswell.
He took a big bite of the fruit. It tasted soar, in fact almost bitter, but still seemed edible. He reached out and picked a few more fruits, storing them into his cloak pockets. The monkeys, who were watching him and Dunsinare, moved closer, chatting with each-other in their own language.
,,They don't seem to be very afraid of humans,'' Keevia said, turned around to leave the tree and was hit by a half-eaten fruit. In the back of his head. He turned around, facing the now excited, cheerful and noisy animals. His expression had changed. With an almost sadistic sparkle in his eyes he asked with surprizingly calm voice: ,,Dunsinare, do you think they taste good?'' nods at the animals.

((deFig isn't the only one having a writer's block stare ))
,,They threw me with a fruit. I wouldn't call that curiosity. I dislike these creatures anyway. They look like a robustious cross-over between cats and trolls,'' Keevia grumbled. I wonder, what other peculiar creatures might be hiding in here? Looks around and above himself, nervously ,,I hope you don't mind if I ask, but...if you are a professor, then what's your speciality?''

"Finally!" the doctor was smile reached all the way to her ears. "Someone of equal mind. If I ever wanted an intelligent side-kick he might do well. Well he certainly behaves as one would expect from a demon."


A bookshelf stood next to him, on each side of him in fact. Once Dunsinare lifted his eyes he would see that the shelfs stretched endlessly in both directions. No ceiling was in sight and the feeling of space was crushing with nothing but bookshelfs as far as the eye could see.

If he studied the books more closely he would see that they all had names, perhaps names he recognised. If he happened to open the book of a friend, or indeed any book, he would see that within it was a detailed description of the persons life, every action every step, every detail carefully written down. Depending on how long that life was it might stretch over the course of several books. If he opened a book whose owner had not yet died he would find the book in the process of writing itself as that life was being lived.

Time had taught the good doctor that most people when faced with this situation would, in time, do one very particular thing. Find their own book.

The doctor was amused by her patient's attitude. "Perhaps he sympathises more with them than most human humans. So what next? Hmm a change of scenery I think."

TADA TADA DAAAA! Lights, clapping, glitter, voices, music. He was sitting in a rather comfortable chair in what looked like half a room. One half of the room, where he was sitting, was decorated as an average living room. The other half looked out on a big dark void, the bright lights shining in his eyes made it difficult to see, but from the noise level it was apparent that there was a larger audience out there. A man sitting opposite him in, impeccably dressed, with luminescent glow in the dark shiny teeth, smiled brightly and began talking out into the void.

"Good evening and welcome to another episode of Super Humans! Tonight we are honoured by the presence of dear Sakaru-Ookami."

The man turned from the big black void to adress Sakaru.

"Hello and welcome! So could you briefly outline for those in our audience who don't know you what makes you super human."

"How much you ask? Well until I grow tired of you my dear and you are no longer amusing. Now then......"


An empty park, she was sitting on a bench. It was dark but the sounds of the city life taking place could be heard all around her. There was nothing much to look at. Only an empty beer bottle. There was something curious about the bottle however if one looked closely. The liquid inside was cloudy, misty, and almost swirling. To add to that it was shut tight with a cork, not a bottle-cap.

"Hm? Oh a new face is stirring. I wonder who you might be my pet. Let's find out, think fast now!"


He was in a tropical jungle, sand and earth underneath his feet. The sound of the sea mixed with the sound of birds, creatures, rustling of leaves and.......footsteps. Around a curve in the path in front of him a man appeared. He was rugged, full of scars, dirty clothes, a great big gold ring in one ear, and a bandana around his head. It was the stereotypical image of a pirate. When he saw Sosuke he stopped and stared. After a few seconds his face turned flushed and he cried,

"I rec'gnise that filthy mug of yer's! Yer that good for noting scoundrel what killed me mate Ervin."

He draws his pistol and fires with his sword raised above his head in the other hand ready to strike.