The Fall: Lucid Dreams, Book One

"This is a brand new start for these people! A place for them to make friends, fight monsters, and even use MAGIC!" a man with silver hair typed quickly on a computer, talking to himself while he did so. "I've so much to do, so much to prepare for you little ones and I'm utterly excited."

The green glow on the walls shines constantly. Behind this man with big glasses and a smile wider than his ears, hundreds of people float peacefully in tanks, illuminating the walls and cluttering the floor with tubes and terminals. "I know that none of you know what you're about to do, and most of you wouldn't want this, but..." The man clacks once more, finalizing the paragraph of codes and commands. "I know you'll change your minds if you had a chance to," he giggles, "If you knew..."

A tube of green water, carrying the first victim of this mastermind, this person who plays god in his spare time, changed to a lively blue and purple... Like a huge lava-lamp where the lamp is a prison of water and simulations, and the lava is a human, asleep and oblivious.

She sparkles with power and electiricity... The man, now focused and quiet, pulls a microphone down to his lips. "Wake up," he whispers. The button he pressed to put his voice into this person's ear began it all. She was awake in his world, yet asleep in hers. "Here we go," the silver man said with a toothy grin, his green eyes tired from twenty-four hour days, working non-stop to put these helpless people into this world.

He typed... and typed... and typed some more. This world is born.

Welcome, dreamers.