The yellow lights spread for about half of a mile out onto the grassy land that seemed to trail on forever. The young Scout sat there in the end of the beam of light coming from a house far in the distance.

Being in the light was creepy, he felt anything could come from the dark flat fields of grass around him. He would be the first thing seen by anything in the darkness. But one of the creepiest things was he couldn't see any source of natural light, it was just there somehow.

The field looked endless, it was just a field filled with fresh grass that went on forever with a big house smack dab in the middle of it. Suddenly there was the sound of wind, it was far away. He stood there listening and being as still as he could.

There it was again, but this time it was louder. Every few seconds the volume of the wind increased which meant it was getting closer. The quiet whistle was unsettling, as it drew closer his knees buckled and his heart pounded in his chest like Fireworks going off in his chest.

His stomach knotted up as he tried to force his legs to move, but he was frozen in fear and barely managed to jerk his upper body forward before he saw the grass rippling like water towards him, the thin strands quickly pulled back from a heavy breeze drifting his way.

He managed to get a step and a half but his legs froze up solid as a rock and he began to shake violently. He wanted to go, why couldn't he move? He let out a quick squeal before his legs burst into action shaking all the way as he ran for the house in the distance, not daring to look back afraid his legs would freeze up on him again.

All that was heard was the fast breathing and footsteps of the boy mixed with the sharp whistle of the wind that was gaining on him faster than he could run. He had covered about 3 yards; slowed greatly from the shake of his legs. He just had to make it the rest of the way.

He stumbled on his own feet as he soon covered 4 yards. The light from the windows seemed to spread farther out to him reaching a hand, offering to take him in away from the monster lurking in the dark.

Alright, he covered 5 yards not much farther until he could be at the house and- that's when he realized the house was no closer than it was when he first started running.

His eyes widened in horror, was it farther than he thought? He stopped running when he realized the house was not getting closer it stayed in the exact same place. he looked around quickly for shelter; but there was nothing but the house out in the distance.

He knew it now, he knew there was no point in running, he was screwed. He watched the house in fear for a moment than he noticed another light was forming near the bottom center of the house.

It opened up into a tall rectangle and the figure of a tall man stood in the door way.

Come here.

The young man looked at the figure in fear as it called to him.

Come here, come here.

He watched as the house quickly made its way at least 4 yards closer to him. Danny saw the faint silhouette of the man reach him hand out to him. Reluctantly the Scout reached his hand out as he heard the wind gaining on him.

The house was soon right in front of him as he felt the strong wind playing with his hair violently the older mans hand intertwined with Danny's and pulled him into the bright house where he was greeted with pure white surroundings.

There was now no noise as the boy stood in confusion. Where had the man gone? He took a step backwards and was utterly shocked to find himself spinning around.

He shook his arms as he steadied himself sideways walking on the wall. A doorway appeared and opened up above him.

He was upside down from the way he was spinning, so He tried to fall down to the door hoping for a way out, but found himself falling up and the door soon slammed shut as he fell farther away.

Whats going on?

He thought but than heard a familiar voice grunt out in pain. That was the engineer. He knew the engineers voice by heart even though he had spent such short time with the Texan.

"b-boy..." the engineers voice seemed to come from everywhere as he coughed in pain.

"ENGIE!" the Scout cried out when he suddenly saw the short man appear across the white space.

"There's not much time!" the Engineer told the boy as they both ran towards each other scout ready to give him a hug when they both spun around and engineer wound up upside down walking on another invisible platform.

"BOY! Reach for my hands!" the engineer put his arms up In the air so they where hanging down for the scout to grab.

The scout jumped up for the engineers arms finding himself shoot down instead of up. It was all screwed up.

"Boy jump down!" the engineer ordered. The scout jumped down as hard has he could finding himself shooting up and being thrust far above the engineer.

The scout jumped up and shot down, his arm quickly being grabbed by the engineer who embraced him tightly. The scout couldn't help but notice how big the Engineer was. That's when he realized he was small.

"Engie whats goin' on?" he asked finding his voice high pitched. He soon realized that voice was the young Danny's before he hit puberty. He was a kid again.

"I don't know boy." the engineer confessed holding the Scout tight in his arms.

"where are we?" the scout asked looking around wishing for an answer from the engineer.

"NO GET AWAY!" he engineer held the scout tightly as he screamed at thin air.

"Engie-Engineer whats wrong?" the scout asked looking worried and concerned at his Texan friend.

"LEAVE US ALONE!" he yelled holding the scout tighter in his arms.

"W-WHATS WRONG?" the scout squealed out as the engineer held him close looking around frantically.

The scouts eyes widened in horror as he stared at his Texan's face go blank and his arms gave in, dropping him. He fell down into darkness.

As soon as it all went pitch black he fell on his back into a shallow liquid. The heavy smell of metal filled his nose, and he could taste it in his mouth with every quick breath.

Danny Please.

Come with me.

Come with US.

Danny we will play nice.

I swear.

Just than is when he saw it. Two glowing white eyes staring at him, burning into him.

Than a familiar boney arm reached out to him asking for his hand.

The Scout couldn't speak as the hand just hovered there waiting for him to accept.

Danny...

the name was quietly whispered once more before the hand shot for Danny's neck grabbing him and shaking him roughly as he felt the blood snake up him burning his skin like boiling water.

The scout let out a quick gasp for air before everything faded out to black..

Sorry for the bad quality of this! I just put it together real quick.