sleeve-jones
Dust
- Joined
- Jan 27, 2010
Jack was in his early twenties and while not a hunk he was well groomed and not fat. He seemed to always be in the friend zone since he was always a bit afraid and gentlemen so opportunity had kept him from approaching girls that he cared for.
It was a stone door carved into the side of a mountain with markings that didn't look like native American art but some how on tribal lands. Jack examined the symbols carved into the stone block when they lit up he stepped back clearly afraid but also curious since there was no where for lights to be hidden and no outer signs of technology. The door lit up and he could feel the wind around him dragging him towards it. He tried to keep fighting but the light sucked him. He landed on soft ground in an area filled with flora but as he looked around he could tell he was a in garden rather than natural flora. The stone walls surrounded the place and he found a path. He heard a female voice singing. The language was different at first but as he went forward somehow began to understand more and more of it.
He came a to a pool where he saw a woman bathing. He watched for a moment but as he turned around a large inhuman creature was standing there. With one blow Jack lost consciousness.
As expected he awoke in a prison cell. He heard movement as the door to the cell opened. The female he had seen bathing was standing there in garments, jewelry made me guess she was either rich or a royalty of somekind. I gulped as she entered.
It was a stone door carved into the side of a mountain with markings that didn't look like native American art but some how on tribal lands. Jack examined the symbols carved into the stone block when they lit up he stepped back clearly afraid but also curious since there was no where for lights to be hidden and no outer signs of technology. The door lit up and he could feel the wind around him dragging him towards it. He tried to keep fighting but the light sucked him. He landed on soft ground in an area filled with flora but as he looked around he could tell he was a in garden rather than natural flora. The stone walls surrounded the place and he found a path. He heard a female voice singing. The language was different at first but as he went forward somehow began to understand more and more of it.
He came a to a pool where he saw a woman bathing. He watched for a moment but as he turned around a large inhuman creature was standing there. With one blow Jack lost consciousness.
As expected he awoke in a prison cell. He heard movement as the door to the cell opened. The female he had seen bathing was standing there in garments, jewelry made me guess she was either rich or a royalty of somekind. I gulped as she entered.