The two boys went out in boredom to the woods to look for old Indian war
relics, on a typical summer day. The greatest clashes of Indian past occured
in their little southern town, and it was common to find weapons and tools in
the hard packed dirt. They got pretty far out into the wood, and thought they
knew the whole area by the backs of their hands. Soon realizing they lost any
feel for which direction they came from, they decided to trudge on and find a
road. After a couple hours, panic started to set in. Both boys were of late
teenage years, and couldn't believe they could get so lost in the place they
had lived their whole lives. When they sat down to think, they realized the
sky didn't look quite the same, there were no birds to be seen, and it was
much hotter than normal. Starting to scream for help in desperation, a black
streak ran across the sky, and the blue dome they were staring at seconds
before exploded in crystal shards. Darkness enveloped everything, and
all that could be heard was a low pitched growl.

Welcome to Infinite Darkness, boys.

Dreadnought [CHAOS] '93