Disclaimer:I don't own anything but Kilam.

Chapter 1:

Kilam was a tan colored, 5"3,11yr old kid with glasses and short black hair.He wears a black shirt and blue jeans,and black Jordans.Kilam was walking through the hallway singing to himself."What to play?Uhhhhh...A video game shall do."

He turned on the game and turned around before dropping to his knees.I feel so weak,eh just need sleep.Music should be helpful.

Kilam thought while listening to music.Feeling weaker,I better get...to...sle-e.He let out a sigh before passing out.

Wha?Where am I?Kilam got up in a cave with a sandstorm inside of it.He slowly walks to the middle.A sandstorm in a cave?That's rare.He felt I tap on his back.I have a bad feeling about this.He whips out his keys and stabs whatever was behind him.

Sand,this makes absolutely no sense!Kilam turns around to face a living corpse.Kilam yells and runs."Where the hell am I!"

Three more came in front of him.He broke one corpse's arm but got hit as he started to bleed,and getting sand in his wound trying to yell but strangly he couldn't.What's wrong with me!Am I going crazy!

After 30 minutes of nearly getting killed to destroy them.Greeeaaattt.I'm slower,weaker,can't talk,near...Death.Kilam stopped to see a tornado.A tornado,that's extrem-Kilam got hit by a bolt of lightning and woke up yelling and panting.

"That was the worst dream ever.Gotta get my keys before I lose them,again."Kilam went to his keys.S-sand?Kilam turned around to see a note written so sloppy it would be cleaner written in mud.

KeYs KaN kIlL tOoOoOoOo.

I'm so horribly screwed up.