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[center][h3][color=f7976a]Harley Whitfield[/color][/h3]
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At first, I thought I was the one who awoke before, but it seems this other, Jason his name, was wide awake already, and that he had searched a mere portion of this strange world encompassing us, this....labyrinth.

I remain quiet, encompassed in my own thoughts as the three boys banter amongst themselves.  It soon catches me, a slight tinge of dryness in the back of my throat, creeping its way towards the tip of my tongue.  Gosh...how long has it been?  Surely I can't have gone that long without anything to drink, but my body tells me otherwise.

The sun hangs overhead, not overbearingly brutal as the cruel summer, but as a gentle warmth that kisses my skin, easing somewhat the tension within my heart.  Still, I wish I had something to quell this supposed thirst of mine.

[color=f7976a]"Ah...thank you, Jason."[/color]  I say to the boy with a wry smile as he brings over a pail of water from the well. When I had first laid eyes on it, it was clear, crystal even, so it had to be fresh obviously, not to mention so cool and crisp.

I cup my hands, dipping them into the coolness of the pail, but as I bring my hands forth to take a drink, I stop.  There's a sudden apprehension that hits me, not about the water, but as I see something change in Will's demeanor as he riles through his pockets for something.

[color=f7976a]"Will, is something the matter?"[/color]

I wonder if where we are, if time flows as normal.  Then, soon it would be dark, and here we were, out and about with no torch, no lantern, no source of light at all, only at the mercy of the moon.

[color=f7976a]"It won't stay daylight forever.  I think I still have my pen light.  Wait, let me check."[/color]  My pen light, yes, small but at least it would give us some light.  I only use it for reading in the dark, though my father insisted I keep it on me at all times.  For what reason, I don't know.  So without anything further, I check my left pocket, where I always keep it, though...I have to ask.

[color=f7976a]"So Jason...what did you see?[/color]

I'm still a bit nervous about traversing further.