I was walking home from school. Middle school. I'm Octave. I was walking home with my friend Jay, and cousins Callie and Marie. They had good singing voices. We were chattering about how the math test was going to be "so hard" and about how Nelson Drew is a bit weird, because he had PEANUT BUTTER AND TOMATO SANDWHICHES for lunch, but he offered to share them. We let him have his lunch. We kept on walking. When we got to the end of the street, I had a strange feeling, as if it was dangerous. I stopped, and everyone looked back at me. "What's wrong?" Callie asked.
"Somethings wrong. I don't like it. Let's take a detour." Suddenly, we were dropped into a deep hole, falling... falling... falling... i couldn't tell how long we were falling... hours, minutes, seconds. But I could fell myself changing shape. I reached up to feel my head. "Oof!" I hit the ground with a thud. A small paint-looking portal spit out Jay, Callie, and Marie. Although, something was different about them. Instead of Callie's pink and black locks, there were tentacles in its place. Marie and jay were the same, Marie having side-swept hair, and Jay having a scrunchie.
"Wh- where are we?" I questioned weakly. There was a sign, with foreign writing on it, that I could read for some reason. As I struggled to read it, I blacked out, falling into a deep slumber...
