Word 1-2 Seemingly Normal

"Roland," a female voice called. The boy jumped, waking up with a gasp. His eyes slowly adapted to the area, allowing him to see the room he was in more better. The walls were painted red, the celing painted sky blue. The object the boy was currently on, his bed was a mixture of blue and red. There were various posters of characters from differing Video Games and TV shows posted around the room. The dark red curtains that once covered the window had been recently opened. The boy turned to the voice so see his mother near the entrance to his room. Her brown hair litten up by the light coming out of the window. She chuckled.
"That must have been some nightmare." She said. The boy laughed after finally realizing everything he had just experienced was merely a dream, the voice he heard at the end of it being his mom calling his name. Then again, he should have realized it was just a dream previously, he had been having the same dream ever since the start of his summer break, which was almost two weeks ago.
"Yeah," he replied, smiling "Thanks for waking me up when you did."
"Well, you did tell me to wake you up around this time." Roland's mom reminded. "You don't want to be late for the little playdate you have planned with your friends, after all!" Roland had hated the term "playmate," but even then, she was right, he had planned to meet with his two childhood friends, Kane Cramer and Katelyn Taylor near the Grillinator, the trio's favorite restaurant. So far, they have done this every second day of the summer break and today wasn't going to be any different, at least, if Roland had anything to say about it.

Roland had didn't spend too much time to get ready, he believed it was better to be too early than to be too late. He had his usual clothes on, a white vest on top of a red t-shirt, blue jeans and a pair of red shoes his favorite pair in fact. After saying goodbye to his parents, the boy grabbed his watch and hurried out of entrance and into the outside world. Roland ran through the various streets of Origin City, his hometown. He has traveled through the town multiple times before, if not with his friends and family, then by himself. He knew most of this town like the back of his hand. Then again, the boy had a surprisingly good memory, to the point of it being almost being photographic in fact, so that must have helped. As the boy neared the Grillinator, he saw the sign of the one-eyed robot cooking hotdogs that was always on the top of the restaurant. Near the entrance, his friends were waiting for him.

Kane was wearing his usual getup as well. black shirt and black jeans, with dark-blue streaks on the side of each leg, not to mention combo of dark-blue shoes wristbands and shoulder pads. He had dark pale skin similar to Roland and black hair and the strap of his belt was a metal chain. You could easily mistake him for being close to a Goth kid without the makeup but once you got to know the guy, you would realize you were wrong. Kate was also wearing the same red shirt the same blue pants with blue skirt on top and the same blue, velvet gloves she wears whenever the trio met up. She even had her hair tied up in a pony tail, as usual.
"Roland," Kane said, him and Kate waving to the boy running to them. "Fashionably late as usual I see,"
"Yeah," Roland replied, trying to catch his friend when he finally got to them. "Sorry about that."
"It's okay," Katie stated, smiling. "We were fine when it happened the other times too, right?" Roland nodded as the trio entered the restaurant.

After the trio had received what they ordered hotdog for each of them, a large side of fries for them to share and a trio of sodas, each person having a different kind, Roland turned to the window, looking up in the sky.
"What's wrong, Roland?" Kate asked. "You are starting to look spaced out," Roland swallowed what he was currently eating. "It's just," Roland started. "Don't you think there are other worlds somewhere out there? That there might be places we only could dream of somewhere in the vast expanse of space?" The two were confused by the question. "Who knows." Kane said. "Who know when NASA may find a new planet."
"No," Roland refuted. "I don't mean planets, I mean alternate realities, different earths." At first this statement only made his friends more dumbfounded but eventually, the two got what he meant. "You know," Kane began. "I never really thought about it before, maybe."
"There could always be a chance that's the case," Kate added. "Why are you asking that anyways?" Roland sighed, embarrassed. "I've been having this really weird dream recently," He began "But every time, it feels like what happening is real, but at the same time, it's not. It's really hard to describe, but at one point it says something about there being 'more worlds than I know,'"
"Have you ever told your parents about this dream?" Kate asked, curious. "No," Roland answered. "I didn't think it was a big deal and I don't want to make my parents worried." Kane sighed. "But that's the problem, you don't really know if this is a major situation or not, they could help figure out what these dreams really mean or even what's causing them."
Roland was silent, he couldn't argue with Kane, he was right. He usually was. Kane was surprisingly wise for his age and usually was the voice of reason for the trio. "Well, that aside," Kane said, sighing. "What happens in these dreams?"

Roland told his friends about everything he sees every time he sees the vision; the vast darkness at the beginning, the mysterious hallway that it turns into and the train station that transforms into, eventually transporting him into an illusion of Origin City, the several robots that fell from the sky and chased him, and him getting a sword that also fell from the sky and him being able to use it skilfully against his foes even though it felt like the first time he even held one. However, unbeknownst to the three was a fly on the window, or, at least, it looked like a fly. What it actually was was a robotic spy camera seeing recording them. The device must had some highly developed technology, as it was able to emit mysterious, concentrated radio frequency that didn't affect any noticeable devices yet still manage to be strong enough to reach several distances through the void of space. In fact, it went the frequencies went past several universe until the frequencies reached their destination, the frequencies sent data to a screen, making it show what the bug was seeing and hearing. A single being was in the room, viewing the recording the bug gave out. He grinned, chucking. "So there is where they hid you," He said to himself. "Well, I'm not going to allow you to become a thorn in my side like they were."

The being inputted something with a nearby keyboard. Eventually the image of Roland Kane and Kate was replaced by that of an obese, bald man wearing an odd, red jumpsuit and metallic goggles."You called?" the man asked, rubbing his spiky, brown mustache. "I have finally found him," The being answered. "The boy I warned all of our group about," The man in red grinned hearing this news. "Well, isn't this a nice surprise." he responded to the being. "Unfortunately, I still have yet to encounter that miserable little hedgehog," The being put his hands together, sighing. "Right," The being replied. "Project Trojan requires you and the other two to be defeated at around the same time so they believe they allready foiled your most recent plans and thus, dropping their guard. Well when you are done, bring our little creations to these coordinates," The man in red noticed that the being was typing commands with the keyboard near him as he said this. "Oh, and if you see anyone helping the boy, destroy them immediately."