You awaken slowly, from a dream that you can only remember bits and pieces of. Slowly gaining your senses, you look around and notice something is wrong. Where are the trees? For that matter, where is ANYTHING? You can feel you are awake, but all you can see is black. Thick black, so thick you can almost feel it. The you hear the voice. You seem to recognize it, but can't remember from where. The slowly you begin to remember the old man. You begin to shout "WHO ARE YOU? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?"
The old man speaks, softly... "Patience my friend, all will be clear in time. You have been chosen. By whom and for what I am not allowed to say, but you are in no danger... yet."
Somehow knowing this is not very comforting. You move around, feeling in front of you for anything. You feel the ground, it's solid. Then your hand brushes a wall. You're in some sort of room, a cell perhaps, but where and why?
Seeming to sense your thoughts, the old man begins to speak again... "No my friend, not a cell, a room. There is no light, but you have it withing you to change that. You need only concentrate on the light."
You begin to do as he says, concentrating hard on the light, and slowly, the darkness begins to recede. The room becomes bathed in a soft light, as if two or three torches had been lit. Only there are no torches in the room. You see a door on the wall in front of you and a large mirror on the wall behind you. When the old man spoke, he sounded as if he were in the room with you, but you seem to be alone.
Try The Door
Look In The Mirror
Touch The Mirror