William Ascot dreamt of a voice calling out to him in the night. The darkness in his dream lifted as gold and white fire slowly lit themselves at the edges of his vision, crawling inwards to the centre. The tone of the voice changed, as if appraising him. Then the gold and white fires began to [i]burn[/i], enveloping his face and head with excruciating, yet purifying, heat. He can feel what was so base about him burn away for the present, his soul bared to this presence, every secret revealed. All that had concerned him before; bullying in real life and being aggressive online, all seemed petty, which was what they were. And Ascot found his eyes opening, gazing at the familiar cieling of his room. In his right hand, he held a mask, a mask of gold and white; the same colors of the flames in his dreams. The voice came from it, continuing, Ascot shuddered, but decided not to oppose this mysterious supernatural voice. As the young man got up to change, his mind was already working on figuring out the most likely course of events; it was a shame that fiction had to be his guide. Nevertheless, he can gather that this was a beginning of a quest, and quests were things he knew by heart. Will plot ideas be played straight, or deconstructed here? He didn't have enough information to reach a conclusion. Once the boy changed, he decided to make a detour to Zoe's room, before knocking on the door. Not too loud, of course, but enough to wake his sister up. Once the door opened, and Zoe asked him what was up (and perhaps noticed his change of clothes), William would ask her: "Zoe? I cannot sleep. Can we two go on a trip outside? I'm sure Mom won't have to know." Mom; a kind, sweet woman who nevertheless had a core of steel deep inside. A fit partner for their father, the brave soldier and breadwinner. "Please, Zoe? It won't be for long." The boy held on to his mask all the while, feeling it slowly burn as the...entity inside grew impatient. Or was it impatience? Ascot was too focused on his sister and trying to persuade her that he might not detect anything amiss in [i]her[/i] room at present... [@Daft Monarch][@Redward]