In a pure white snow covered forest a rail track running through the forest , a man wearing a black coat and covering his face from the cold air was walking on the rail track. while the snow settled in front of him there was a horizon , on witch he could see a town.
As he walked along the road he didn't notice the train getting closer to him. As the driver tried warning him , he turned around and saw the front of the train right beside his face. As the driver covered his eyes the train passed through. Awkwardly the mechanic didn't notice anything getting hit and began to stop the train , as he drove into the station at town.
- God I need a vacation , I'm imagining things already - he said while covering his face and wiping off the sweat.
While the driver was trying to get a hold of himself back on the road in the woods the man continued walking.
- Like hell , I'll never get used to that - he said while approaching the town.
At the time that he reached the town , the engineer was drinking coffee and hoping that it was only his imagination. While the unknown person passed the station , in the Cafe a cup shattered hitting the ground , a few moments later an ambulance arrived at the station. the man walked on as if there was nothing going on , he didn't even turn back to take a look. As he reached the exit out of the station he stopped as another man entered the station he took off his hat and while passing the man he spoke in a soft voice.
- Its been a while wanderer.
- Not as long as you think reaper.
- I'd like to settle this hear and now but I'm here with a job Alen .
- Huh wonder if its the truth Zetra .
As the man walked on Alen exited the building. The ambulance carried out the engineer from the Cafe covered with a white cloth. As the young man approached the body he lifted his hand.
- Sorry old man but you wont be needing these any longer.
He placed his hand on the mans head and a dark red mist raised to the air and settled on him. After that the young man walked away through the street with a small piece of paper in his hand , on it was written "silvercap street 21".
After wandering the streets for a few minuets he finally found the building .It was an old house practically falling apart on the entrance there was a small sign saying "Sergy - Medium and palm reader". Alen looked around for a while and went in. inside there was a couch near the door , a hat rack on the other side and some mirrors further down the hall. The young man took his hat off and placed it on the hat rack. Without the hat you could see his short black hair that slightly covered his face. He also took off his coat and hung it near the hat. underneath he had only a red T-shirt , after that he loosened his scarf that was covering his face. A young girl took a look from a room into the hall. After a while of starring she slipped back into the room saying.
- Must have been my imagination.
After witch an old man came down the stairs. He was supporting his weight with an old oak cane with unusual carvings. The old man seemed surprised to see Alen. His face was in a shock as if he was seeing a ghost.
- Its been a while Sergy - the young man said with an innocent face.
- Alen ... - he whispered - can it really be.
- Yes ... - he answered in a weak voice - yet I'm not here.
A while later the old man and Alen were upstairs talking.
- So you have lost your body? - the old man asked.
- Unfortunately yes - Alen answered - after I woke up I was like this yet no one could see me.
- And the reapers were after you since then?
- No not all of them but apparently a group of them tried to catch me the others just left me alone or even supported me.
- This is a bit unusual - the old man murmured while getting up , he went to a book shelf near the window - I do believe you have become a lost dweller of this realm other vise known as a wanderer.
- They've been calling be that for a while but what exactly is a wanderer?
- You are a living soul that has been forcefully removed from the body , your alive only as long as your body is in no danger. If your body dies so will you , but as long as your out of your body your in greater danger then you imagine the legends say that your soul is a huge energy source witch means that the reapers want that power for them selves.
- Is there a way for me to return to my body?
- That's actioly surprisingly simple you must enter your body , for that you must just find it.
- That means I can be alive again?
- Yes but you must find your body before it is infested with drainers or any other spirit.
At then the door bell rang.
- I'll get it - sounded a voice from below.
- By the way who is that girl?
- That is Casy , she ended up here after her parents died in a car accident. The were mediums as well yet she failed to inherent they're powers. Poor child.
A sound of the glass shattering came from below.
- Where is that old man! - someone yelled.
As the man slowly started walking to the door Alen jumped up and ran to the stairs to see whats going on. There was a mad man downstairs yelling and braking the mirrors. He ran up stairs and pulled the door to the room open. Sergy was standing near the door.
- Old man wheres the trick I did all that you said yet nothing happened!
- Apparently you had no problems then - he calmly answered.
- What the hell are you screwing with me , give me my money back.
At then Alen grabbed him by his neck and the man began to slowly collapse. while the man was on his knees Alen let go.
- You should rest up or you shall catch a fever - Sergy said to the man.
- I'm sorry I couldn't calm him down - said the young girl while trying to catch her breath from running.
- Its ok I'll be back later - the man said while leaving the room.
- lead you out - she said.
- Whats going on?
- Well recently there have been several weird things going around here that even I can't explain.
- And the girl , is she ok?
- Yes she only has a weak heart and with the weather like this she cant really go anywhere or she'll get sick - Sergy explained.
- Well at least as a thanks for the information I'll investigate the happenings around this town - Alen said while tightening his scarf.