Another World

Chapter 1

On this morning ist was very cold.A white snowcarpet stretched across the landscape. Lustlessly I trudged through the snow. I was hoping that the school respectively because of the snow, but on the radio there were no respectively reports. So I had to go.

After a short time I reached the train-stop. I tried to find a place that protected me from the icey wind. The time did not seem to pass.
At the time when the train should arrive, there was only a creaking, as always unclear voice trougth the microphone "Ladies and gentlemen, because of the snow, the ride is delayed by 15 minutes."

I groan. For a few minutes I had no feeling in the hands and legs and now that. I began to walk up and down the stop. Time drew like a gum. From the corner of my eye I noticed someone was looking at me, but I don't thought about anything else. I did not recognize much of him. He was dressed in black. You could only see the eyes, the rest of the face was covered with a black scarf. When I looked directly into his eyes, I noticed an unusual sparkle. I had been cold before, but now a terrible chill ran over me. Quickly I turned away. Now I hoped all the more that the time passed faster.

When the 15 minutes were around there was again an announcement. I understood only so much that the train would be 30 minutes late. That was the moment I had enough. Not only that the guy still watched me, no, now I should wait here for half an hour?! Without me! I do not froze here in the cold. Teeth chattering, I made my way home. I hoped very much, the comic guy did not follow me. On the way back, I noticed a sign. "Today exhibition of Oriental art. Free admission! "Strangely the sign was not noticeable on the way out. It is certainly warm in the exhibition. I did not think about it for a second and went inside.

The warm air came to me immediately. My glasses stung immediately. I put it down. "Wow!" Was the first thing I could say. I had expected a few pictures and otherwise a sterile room, but it was quite different. The walls of the floor and just everything had an oriental
Design. To make sure that my eyes did not prank me I put my glasses, which I cleaned quickly, again.

No, that was not a dream.

I began to look around. From paintings to works of art, nothing else could be seen. When I thought I was through, I noticed a somewhat remote room. I hesitated, the whole exhibition I had a strange feeling. On the one hand, because I have not met anyone else here. There was not even a guard here. Cameras I had not seen. Despite my misgivings and against all reason, I nevertheless went to the room.

The room did not look any different to the other rooms. There was only one difference. And there was only one exhibition piece. It was a scepter. The staff is golden and the tip emerald green.
Something drew me to these scepters. It had something familiar. But I did not know what it was. I nourished the scepter. I did not notice the person standing behind me. I was still a step away from the scepter. Suddenly I was thrust forward. I staggered forward, tearing the scepter with me.

I could still catch the scepter. Irritated I saw behind me and recognized the guy who had watched me at the station. He grinned at me strangely. Under the mantle I saw something shining. But before I could understand what it was, he raised his hand. Claws! He has three golden claws by his hand. He could surround her like a beat. I screamed and tried to stop his slap with the scepter. Something splintered, the emerald was broken, but that was not all a bright light came from the broken stone. I noticed how dizzy I was. Then I became unconscious.