[color=000000][h3][center]Daniel[/center][/h3][/color]
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A groan escaped Daniel's lips as he awoke. His mind was fuzzy, as if all his memories had been shoved into one of those old time telelvision sets. Everything was just a big blur. He remembered being at home, then driving in the car, then seeing the gallery, and then...then nothing. He had no clue of what happened or just where in the world he was.

Daniel bit back another groan as he struggled to sit up. A look around soon answered his last question. He was in a gallery, except at the same time it wasn't. It looked like the gallery, but it was darker. Much darker. His parents, once loudly bickering on the side, were no where to be seen or heard. The only ones present were several others laying around him, some older and some much younger. "What--" Daniel's voice croaked, and he coughed to steady it, "What's happening? What's going on?" The confused boy wobbled to a stand and took a hesitant step back. "Who are you people?"