Disclaimer: I Don't Own Grand Chase. Period

Prologue

"Aaaah," I awoke screaming, having the same nightmare for the 5th day in a row.

Every time, the dream starts with a large empty factory. I search the factory, and right in

the center is this large machine. As I walk up to touch it, something moves behind me. I turn, and I'm hit over the head with something blunt. I wake up strapped in to some kind of operating table, and its dark. Just then, a light comes on, dim, but just enough I need to see a figure walking up to me with a sword in hand. I always wake myself up at that point so I don't know what happens next. I began to get up off of the bed, but I stopped when I noticed a shadow outside of my window. Then, just like that, it was gone, leaving a confused look on my face. I walked into the bathroom, and looked at my face, my short jet black hair was messy-looking, so I splashed some water on it and combed it down.

Feeling a little better about it, I pulled my blue toothbrush out of the sink drawer, brushed my teeth and took a shower. When I was finished, I reached for the nearest towel to me, grabbed it, and dried myself off. I walked over to my closet, towel still wrapped around me, and took out a fresh pair of underwear, black jeans, and a white t-shirt. I put on some deodorant, and put on a Yankees cap that was on my computer table. I pull on my black sweater and zipped it up. After I was done, I hear my mother calling me from downstairs, "Jacob, come eat your breakfast!" I rush downstairs, say "good morning," to my mother, eat breakfast and head off to school, but today was different, today is the day that everything in my life changes forever.