Crossfangs Stories

Owen had been laying numb within a void for who knows how long, but then the scene fades into a familiar memory like it has so many times, one Owen always recited before returning to silence. Yet, this time, he goes off the script and instead of going back to that void, he finds himself in an unfamiliar place, warm air entering his lungs and tall buildings surrounding him. He doesn't know where he is, why he's here, or even if this is actually real, but he figures it means something, so he'd better figure out what's going on. [This is a heavy rewrite or a previous story and will be quite different while following the same general story. I hope you enjoy.]