You find yourself in a place of nothingness. You see nothing, feel nothing, touch nothing, taste nothing, even small nothing. You feel you are in a place of, transite, a place between all places, outside of space and time. Then, a clear sound rings through your mind. A dark laugh. Two pure white eyes apper infront of you. "Humans do not belong in the Nexus, only us few with the rare Space blood can move through here. It says mockingly, and your feel sharp claws wrap around your arm. In a flash of light, you are once more sitting infront of your computer looking at the page of a Vortex Icidrake. You hear the laugh behind you as a handsome Icidrake turns and dissappers. You rub your eyes and vow not to drink to much cold medicine....