Alex Butler
"Well, that was a waste of time..." Alex sighed to himself as he walked towards the bus stop, bag slung over his shoulder. He had been on the road for a while and had thought, just for the heck of it, he'd stop by the town his Mom said she had met his father in. The young man didn't really have a whole lot to guide him, aside from a photo that had been taken on the day his parents had gotten married, but it was better than nothing.
"You look just like your father..." His Mom's voice echoed in his head. When looking at the picture, one could definitely see the resemblance between the Dad and the son. The same colored eyes, hair, and even the same design of jaw bones. Of course, this was nearly twenty years ago so there was no telling how much his father might have changed between then and now.
What am I gonna do if I ever run into him though? Alex had lost count of how many times he had asked himself that question, and even now he still had no clear-cut answer. Would he be happy to have finally found the missing piece of his life? Would he be angry and hurt that his father had essentially abandoned him and his Mom? He could think up a million scenarios but there was no way to tell what would REALLY happen until the moment finally came.
Deciding he needed to get his mind off this topic, Alex pulled out a book from his bag and took a seat on the bench, waiting for his bus to arrive. However,as he read, his eyes became increasingly drowsy and the world around him faded in and out. Before long, he let out a yawn, "Oh man....so tired..." He checked the clock on his phone, "Hmm...still got a half hour before my bus gets here...think I'll catch a few Z's..." With that, he set a timer and laid back, closing his eyes. Before long, he was out like a light.
...When he awoke though, he quickly realized he wasn't at the bus stop anymore. A look around him revealed that the people here were wearing the kinds of attire you would either see in an old-time village...or in one of the dozens of RPGs he had played throughout High School. To make things even stranger, and to question his sanity even further, there was elves and nekos among their ranks.
"What the..." Alex took a deep breath to compose himself and massaged his forehead, "Ok...there is only two possible explanations for this...either I'm having one doozy of a lucid dream...or a cosplay convention rolled into town while I was asleep..." Thinking quickly, he slapped himself across the face quite hard, "Ouch!...Alright, that rules out this being the former..."
Just as he got up to go ask what was going on, a loud explosion went off in the distance, causing him to tumble off his chair. "Ughhh..." Looking up, he spotted a column of smoke not too far from where he was, "Smoke?...Darn it!" Throwing caution to the wind, he scooped up his bag and took off towards the source of the smoke.
The chances of this situation being just a convention were looking slimmer by the second...
"Well, that was a waste of time..." Alex sighed to himself as he walked towards the bus stop, bag slung over his shoulder. He had been on the road for a while and had thought, just for the heck of it, he'd stop by the town his Mom said she had met his father in. The young man didn't really have a whole lot to guide him, aside from a photo that had been taken on the day his parents had gotten married, but it was better than nothing.
"You look just like your father..." His Mom's voice echoed in his head. When looking at the picture, one could definitely see the resemblance between the Dad and the son. The same colored eyes, hair, and even the same design of jaw bones. Of course, this was nearly twenty years ago so there was no telling how much his father might have changed between then and now.
What am I gonna do if I ever run into him though? Alex had lost count of how many times he had asked himself that question, and even now he still had no clear-cut answer. Would he be happy to have finally found the missing piece of his life? Would he be angry and hurt that his father had essentially abandoned him and his Mom? He could think up a million scenarios but there was no way to tell what would REALLY happen until the moment finally came.
Deciding he needed to get his mind off this topic, Alex pulled out a book from his bag and took a seat on the bench, waiting for his bus to arrive. However,as he read, his eyes became increasingly drowsy and the world around him faded in and out. Before long, he let out a yawn, "Oh man....so tired..." He checked the clock on his phone, "Hmm...still got a half hour before my bus gets here...think I'll catch a few Z's..." With that, he set a timer and laid back, closing his eyes. Before long, he was out like a light.
...When he awoke though, he quickly realized he wasn't at the bus stop anymore. A look around him revealed that the people here were wearing the kinds of attire you would either see in an old-time village...or in one of the dozens of RPGs he had played throughout High School. To make things even stranger, and to question his sanity even further, there was elves and nekos among their ranks.
"What the..." Alex took a deep breath to compose himself and massaged his forehead, "Ok...there is only two possible explanations for this...either I'm having one doozy of a lucid dream...or a cosplay convention rolled into town while I was asleep..." Thinking quickly, he slapped himself across the face quite hard, "Ouch!...Alright, that rules out this being the former..."
Just as he got up to go ask what was going on, a loud explosion went off in the distance, causing him to tumble off his chair. "Ughhh..." Looking up, he spotted a column of smoke not too far from where he was, "Smoke?...Darn it!" Throwing caution to the wind, he scooped up his bag and took off towards the source of the smoke.
The chances of this situation being just a convention were looking slimmer by the second...