The furious sands swept through the air. Within the smoggy grayness, a tall man, fully wrapped up, his eyes closed, struggled through the storm.
Time passed unknowingly. When all settled, the Silver Moon hung in the sky above.
When Dean opened his eyes again, he found himself in a small oasis. Under the dim moonlight, ripples reflected the Silver Moon in the water of the oasis. A sculpture of the moon stood in the middle of the small lake, emitting a strange red glow under the radiance of the Silver Moon.
CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.
Applause came from the water.
SPLASH. SPLASH.
The sound of water spread out.
A muscular man with long, disheveled hair walked toward the shore, his eyes glowing eerily as if piercing through the darkness, focusing on Dean. "Dean, you've come."
Dean looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face and cracked a smile. "Anthony, my instructor, long time no see."
