Set afloat in a dream, I can feel the grass of my homeland just itching at my feet. I shut my eyes in relaxation as I saw my home, the orphanage, once more. The air was crisp with spring breeze, and the sun just loomed overhead like a big lamp. Kids were playing at the local playard as parents watched them grow. Unoticed (litterally), I walked to the front doors of my home, and turned the rusty handle. Inside was nothing but blackness, I turned back, only to see a purple sky-ed world, and everything is frozen as if someone pressed pause. Then came the growling. I turned back at the dark room, only to meet face to face with a huge beast. Armed with at least a thousand teeth, with it's yellow glowing eyes locked on me, I couldn't move. The beast then lunged at me, causing me to scream. That