I Knew I Was Safe

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         (Star)I woke up with a slight headache to the morning sun. I found myself in a guest room of some mansion, but it wasn't the one from my vision, thankfully. Since it was morning, I got up and found some other clothes on the dresser. I got dressed in a purple long-sleeved shirt and dark blue leggings.

        I heard no voices in the entire house, and there wasn't any minds in the house, either. But at my bedside, there was this note that was probably from the boy who brought me here. I read the note to get whatever info I could. This is what it said:

        In case I'm not at my house when you wake up, this should tell you enough about me for now. My name is Reginald "Shark" Kastle, age 14. I'm participating in the World Duel Carnival in Heartland City. If I'm not here, then I'm over at the Heartland Dueling stadium in the tournament finals. However, I left you some food out in the kitchen for when you wake up.

        If you're wondering why I didn't bring you to the hospital, blame my duel monster, Black Ray Lancer. For whatever reason, he told me not to bring you there. I don't have a clue about why he didn't want me to though, so don't bother asking. Anyway, when I see you again, I'll tell you more.

        I was a little surprised that the boy had a name like Shark. It must've been some sort of moniker, from his dueling deck, I suppose? So, I went downstairs and found some food on the table. I ate what I wanted and threw out the trash after. For some reason, a strange indigo mist made a duel set appear on my body: d-pad, deck, case, and belt. All of the gear was indigo, and the d-pad had a strange shape, like a crystal shard. The deck already had plenty of cards for a well-made Dark-attribute Dragon/Spellcaster deck, though rather small. In the front of the extra deck, there was an Xyz card with a picture of a misty, indigo dragon with silver, pupil-less eyes. The card's name said, "Yinlong". As I held the card, I heard a slight, feminine roar from the card. Shrugging it off and putting the card back into the case, I put on some black slip on shoes and silently left the house.

        Wandering through the town, I tried to get my bearings of this city. I can't remember much of the show, given my time away from it. But I soon came across another mansion, the one from my vision. I was in the shadow of the large mansion. I looked up to the top of the mansion, but started to to feel a dull throb working its way up my spine. Once it got to the back of my neck, pain seared through my head, with images flashing in front of me. I went down on my knees as I saw two boys standing on the top of a nearby building. Not far away, I was standing on the same building, talking to the two of them. The sun was too bright for me to see their faces, but from where I was standing, they didn't seem to pose a threat.

        The vision faded back to me kneeling on the ground, shaking. I quickly shook off the vision that took me by surprise and looked back at the mansion. Something was telling me to go inside. I walked deeper into the building's shadow, and next thing I knew, I was in the mansion's second floor.

        I was in a large, shadowed room with three beds at the center. Inside each bed was a boy in PJs, and if I remembered correctly, they were the boys from last night's vision. They were all unconscious, with no sign of waking up anytime soon. I approached the bed on the right, in which laid the oldest of the trio. I gingerly brushed at his bangs; and where I touched him, light filled the entire room. Within mere seconds, everything was enveloped in pale blue light, and not long after...

        I was suddenly standing in some kind of room, with the same boy I touched, fully clothed, standing in front of me. Both of us had a side in the room; his was a blue-walled bedroom, mine was what was once my room in the suburb. I was suddenly full of wisdom I didn't know I had. This wisdom made me realize that this was a mind-meeting, a telepathic connection created when two similar souls meet. The boy opened his eyes, revealing royal blue irises. He then looked me over with his eyes, clearly suspicious of a stranger before him.

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