A bustling crowd of people. All wearing attire fit for medieval culture. This didn't matter to him. What went through his head would have been indescribable.

The first thing he did was open his eyes having to gaze around with a slight blur. After a sudden realization he curled up into a ball like shape and started crying. Screaming as if he was decapitated earlier yet now he felt no pain. It still was haunting him.

The only thing the people did around him was a quiet glance while they walked past.

His head was a total mess. In his mind only one word was prominent

How? How?! HOOOOW!?!

How was he still alive he thought. His tears were shedding like crazy it felt like hours since he had woken here until.....

"Oi mate, what are ye doing on the ground?"

He looked up tears in his eyes to see a young man by the looks with blonde hair and fairly pale skin. His clothes looked like they were suited for a swordsman which were in a dark brown color. He had big brown boots with plain black trousers.

"let me ar'sk again. What are ye doing on the floor?!"

The man looked quite angry but at the same time confused.

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He just looked back down from the man and still kept on thinking about what just happened.

"Yer a stubborn one aren't ya. Well lad don't make me warn ya" He said in an agitated manner

Before the boy could process what he said the man picked him up by the top of his tunic. They now were facing face to face.

"okay, let me just ar'sk ya this.... What is yer name?"

The boy had just forgotten what he was thinking about and a name appears in his mind.

"ummm... Dominic." The boy had responded

The man's face suddenly turned into a strange grin and he started laughing so loud he dropped Dominic.

"what er strange name!" The man barely managed to say laughing as loud as it seemed he could.

"HA! Well since ye wer' so polite to give yer name I will give mine."

Dominic still feeling ultra deprived from his sanity managed to stand at this point.

"Etan's the name" The man said.

"Ya look like ye been through some things. How bout coming to me inn?"

"Sure" Dominic said without hesitation. This place seemed so unfamiliar to him that having a place to stay would be nice so why couldn't he stay there.

"Okay, lad. Lets get you a place to stay!"

"Wait why did you just ask of this? I could have been going somewhere or who knows what" Dominic replied shaking

"Well judging by ye look ya ain't got nowhere to go"

"Yea...." Dominic had spoken

"Well yip yip. Let's get eh move on. Me caridge is just some steps ahead"

Dominic was frightened but felt relieved possibly having a new place to stay, only after what had happened could he be happy ever again? There was no question now he just took a step forward and head on with Etan.

"He seemed.... Glad?"