Chapter 1
Dreamers
(1905 – Unknown location).
Slowly, Ben moved through the dimly lit corridor in till he came to a dark, dusty door near the very end. Cautiously, he opened it. The door slowly creaked open and peering inside Ben found a company of people sat around a low desk in the centre of a large room. The company looked very out of place in the sinister location. They were all dressed in unique and bright colours like a flock of brightly coloured birds.

The man at the head of the table, who was obviously the leader of the group, beckoned Ben into the room. "Sorry I'm late I… I… I… got lost," Ben stuttered hesitantly.
"No matter, No matter," the leader replied. As Ben sat down in the only empty seat next to an old, hunched, wrinkled looking hag he looked around at the group of people in front of him. Although they were all different shapes, heights, colours and sizes they all shared one thing in common. The expressions on their faces, how they all seemed to sneer and look down on Ben with a manner of disgust as though he was nothing more than a slug on top of their well-polished boots. Quickly, Ben's gaze fell back on the leader of the group, who smiled at him, he was an old man with a crooked grin plastered on to his wrinkled face.

"We have found another. A boy this time," the leader said gazing around at the company sat before him.
"How do you know he is one of us?" A ratty looking man called out.
"Patience, Daniel," The leader replied. "I don't know anything about him yet, but I know he has the gift in his dreams he created an amazing world. A world in which you can never grow up." He paused for a minute as though lost in thought while the company stared at him waiting for him to continue. Suddenly, he slammed his fist down on the table causing James and several others to jump. "The only problem is he has already been given a dream catcher. They are getting faster!" he snarled.
"What do we do?" A young woman with a long fox like face asked.
"Nothing yet," The leader replied. "Maybe for now it would simply be best to let events unfold and see where things take him."

1 hour later, Ben left the building the same way he had entered it. The sky was dark and stormy as he stepped outside. His brain was still have trouble taking in everything that had been said at the meeting. It had been his first one and still not everything was making sense or taking shape in his head. He had been told it was his job to watch the boy. His job! Why had the old man picked him, the newbie (only 19) who didn't know anything about this new power he was supposed to have, he just didn't understand. Unwillingly, he remembered the look on the faces of the rest of the company when the leader had announced it. How they had all glared at him as though wishing he would simply crumble away into nothing. The women with the fox face had even asked if she could take his place for the task but the old man had insisted Ben shuddered remembering the way he had smiled at him with his crooked grin. Quickly, Ben hurried down the road, turning up his collar to protect him from the angry wind. He thought about his job, he had to watch the child and report back everything especially if the boy found out about his gift…