[b]Saturday, April 11th, 12:04 AM - The MYSTERIOUS DIMENSION[/b]

You know what would have been really heavy metal? Waking up to ash and dust. Yeah. You can make a song out of that. You can't make a song out of waking up to a blinding headache. Correction, actually. You could. But it would suck. Many things sucked. The night was one of them. Wait, was it even night anymore? When Akira opened his eyes, the sky was a bright... pink. What the hell? How long had he been out? 

He groggily stood up, noting that everyone else in the group had keeled over, too. Good. It meant he wasn't the wussiest of them all. A glance around showed that the barricade was missing from the old school building, because of course it was. The investigations of some underclassman, Haruka, proved that there was some sort of forcefield around them. Because [i]of course[/i] there was. 

A dream, then. Seemed weird as hell that he'd be dreaming about the place where he had been knocked out, and that a bunch of people he didn't care about would be with him, but whatever. Maybe his subconscious dreamworld would uncover a clue to the whereabouts of the iPear, which had turned into a MacGuffin of epic proportions. Save the iPear, save the world.

Well, no reason to act any differently than he would usually. Akira crouched down at Mitsuki's side and poked her in the forehead. "Hey. Miss ninja. Wake up. So much to do, so much to see."