Benjamin Ya

Script

*more sets of bones wash up.. all around him.. little piles float up out of the waters*

Ben: *backs waaaay up* Ahhh! Zeb!? Now would be a good time to wake up? @@

*in the distance.. the remains of a small home are burning away, smoldering in the dying light of the day*

Ben: Something's on fire? *peers at it in slight fear* Maybe it's a good time for me to... get out of... *winces* ...get out.. of... *winces as he tries to pull out of the dream* ..get... out...? *opens mouth, his magic fizzling* I'm... stuck? How? Unless... ...Golbez... *swallows* Zeb must be just as much a mind mage in the other world... as I am?