The ground seemed to fall away from under him. One second he was there, the next he was gone.

If you were to play his running back at ΒΌ speed, it wouldn't make a difference.

He was suddenly in a room, a room with a man.

The man looked like he hadn't shaved for a day or two, with slightly balding dark brown hair.

He didn't know what hit him. He had been packing his suitcase to leave when he suddenly found himself 3 feet off the ground with a mans right hand around his neck.

"No... not you... not now..." The balding man said.

"Ah, Matthew. So nice to see you again. You've been hard to track down." Said the man

"What do you want this time?" replied Matthew.

"I need some information on the whereabouts of an Elf Vampire named Vixen. What can you tell me?"

"I don't know anything."

"Matthew, you should know better then to play these games with me. Where is she? Tell me now!"

"*Choke* Ok, Ok, She lives in a tree by a cliff. Looking down the cliff is ocean.

Just water, as far as the eye can see. The island she lives on isn't very large.

And it's all green. With a forest away from the cliff. That should be enough info. Now let me go"

"You've been very helpful Matthew. It looks like you've once again given me no reason to kill you."

"Fine. Now put me down."

As soon as Matthew felt the floor ground under his feet again he dashed for his suitcase, closed it, and ran right out the door.