Chapter1:
It was downpouring when I first pulled up to the entrance of the town of NightBridge. For the middle of December there were huge sheets of black ice on the ground I could see the cab slipping from one side to the next. I had always had panic attacks when things like this happened but I felt oddly safe pulling in through the gates as the rocky path below us gave the car fake hydrolics. When we pulled up to Town Hall I looked up at the sign that creaked in the steady gust of wind. I payed the cab driver 5 dollars and before he could check to see Id payed him a dollar short, I was already out of the cab with my suitcase over my head running towards the entrance. I heard a huge groaning creak above me and when I looked up I had almost no time to react. I hopped backwards as the O from 'Town Hall' came crashing down to the sidewalk, making a huge crash, as birds from the nest inside flew out not knowing what had just happened. I sighed in releif and ran inside before the cab driver could catch me and make me pay the extra dollar I didnt have. When I ran inside I tried my best to blend in with the crowd, pushing to the counter where suprisingly no line waited for me. When I reached the counter, I looked akwardly at the person running the desk. Her name tag said Phyllis, and she glared at me evily looking me over before asking,
"Can I help you sir?"
I nodded slowly. "I just moved here, I need to know where my house is." She snarled and went to her computer to look up my name as I told it to her.
"How do you spell Octivian?" She was getting annoyed easily, I could tell.
"O- c- t- vian." I said slowly to her. She gave me a key.
"Here it should be just down the road." She said dropping the key in my hands. I took it from her.
As I walked away I could hear her silently mutter. "Enjoy this dump of a town." I just rolled my eyes and kept walking.

When I reached the house it didnt look like it was in that bad of a condition. The sky was darkeing above me as I walked inside. The first floor board I stepped on squeaked which echoed though the empty house. I took my luggage and started to unpack. The thunder was booming outside by the time I was settled in, when I heard a knock at the door. When I answered I saw a rabbit just a few inches shorter than me with black ears and squinty eyes. He reminded me of a guy Id known from my previous town... but I had forgotten his name.
"Hi!" He waved as I allowed him to scuttle inside, he was drenched from head to toe and carrying somehing wrapped in tinfoil. I let him in, wondering why he was here and who he was. After drying himself off with the towel I had provided for him, he turned to me and held out his hand.
"Sorry for just barging in on you like that. I'm Genji, I live just down the road from you." I shook his hand suspisciously.
"Octivian." I introduced. He nodded smiling brightly.
"I baked you a pie!" he pointed to the thing wrapped tinfoil he'd put on my counter. I shuddered. My neighbors a guy, and he bakes. Does he knit to or watch those daytime sitcoms? I shrugged it off as he went to sit in my chair.
"The only thing I've ever hated about NightBridge..." he began. "..is that it's always raining. We haven't had a sunny bright day in about two weeks!" I nodded as he continued to ramble on about the town and himself. Hopefully my other neighbors will be easier to talk to. After a long half an hour of listening to him continue to consistantly talk, he decided he best get home to finish reading his book, "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" which he told me hes and obsessed HP fan. Its better than knitting, I guess. When he left I took advantage of the stormy night to go to bed early, which didnt come easily, after listening to the crash of thunder and the flashing lightning through my window. Hearing the strong wind swooshing past my house. When I finally did fall asleep, I then had one of the most strangest dreams ever.