Dominic opened his eyes wide, glancing at the perilous fall below him. The wind swept by his face, as if he was moving at the speed of light. In fact he probably was, but he wasn't for sure. Dom was standing on top of an airship blimp thing, and a blurry shadow was standing before him. This was typical in his dreams, the details were not always clear. He was grasping a sharp steel sword, and the shadow dashed towards him. He desperately tried to summon his hamon energy through the sword but it didn't work and he died.

Then Dominic woke up. It was about noon, and Dom was just finishing up his first prophetic nap of the day. His training was long and hard, but his vision was getting clearer. Dominic sat up in his bed, swinging his legs off of the mattress and walking into the bathroom.

He then proceeded to masturbate and I decided to respect his privacy and skip this part.

After getting dressed, Dom decided to look around his room. It was quite messy, so inspecting some of the things he didn't usually pay attention to could help. The bedroom and bathroom made up the entirety of Dom's treehouse, with a large birdcage guarding his humble abode from any possible intruders. It also kinda left him disconnected from his friends and the outside world, but that kind of stuff wasn't really important to him. Dom spent most of his time training his vision.

Speaking of which, Dom decided to get a good breakfast before continuing the rest of the day. Reaching into his pocket, he retrieved a bundle of carrots. After eating all five of the carrots, Dom made a mental note to get more from his garden where he grew carrots cauliflower and mushrooms. That's about all he ate, and it probably wasn't very nutritious but like he stated earlier, Dom really didn't care.

Directly in front of Dom's bed was an old television with a smashed screen. This was one of the tools Dom used to extend his vision. He bought it from a really spooky garage sale run by an old man who said that strange stuff happened when he used it. Not much happened to Dom, except of course the voices.

Dom could hear voices from the television. Or at least, one voice. It was very faint, but he could make out words sometimes. After the daily presentation of the star spangled banner every night, Dom, would listen to the static and try to make out the voices. Also, the tv would glitch out a lot around this time and switch between channels to form messages. It was pretty spooky. After a few years of living with the television, he had gathered enough information to piece together that the voice was a boy named Wolf. Dom assumed that wasn't actually his name, but that was what he called himself at least. Dom theorized that Wolf was some sort of spirit or something, but he wasn't for sure.

Wolf wasn't the only supernatural thing Dom dealt with, however. He would often get visions of another being by the name of Buddha. No, not the religious guy. It was actually a dog. Don't ask.

Dom would often have conversations with Buddha, and they were mostly awful because Dom thought Buddha was an awful person. However, whether he liked it or not, Dom couldn't deny that Buddha help him improve his vision with his cryptic prophecies and what not. Dom also noticed that his friend Abigail assigned him with his screenname, which also happened to be Buddha. Pretty spooky if you ask me.

Dom dedicated his life to understanding the human mind and predicting the future. He would forever strive to perfect his perception and transcend human sight. At least that's what he told himself. He had gotten better though, being able to predict most events a few seconds before they occoured. Not nearly close enough to omniscience, but he was pretty proud of it.

Dom's phone began to buzz like a crazy caterpillar on a Tuesday afternoon. Picking it up, he saw that it was a textual message from Abigail.

[initiate textual conversation]

Rosebud: Hey Dom

Rosebud: What's cookin

Buddha: Let me guess.

Buddha: You want me to go to some mysterious coordinates that will lead to a secret government facility that happens to lie in the core of the earth so we can neutralize Air Bud.

Rosebud: uh

Rosebud: Yeah pretty much.

Buddha: I'll be there.

Rosebud: K see you

[deinitiate textual conversation]

Dominic closed the message application on his cellular telephone. It was time to go. As Dom dashed down his rope ladder, something sticky collapsed ontop of him. Glancing up, he found a pile of garbage. Dom was sure this was not his garbage. Shrugging it off, he brushed aside the pile with his foot, exposing a shiny, crimson key lying at the bottom of the pile. Dom gave the key only a quick glance, but he suddenly couldn't take his eyes off of it. Stooping down, Dom retrieved the key, placing it in his pocket. It would be a shame to let such a beautiful key go to waste.

Unlocking his bird cage, Dom stepped out in to the spooky forest, and shuffled towards the government facility in the core of the earth.