The darkness was starting to getting old! It's very difficult to tell time in the darkness but surely something must be wrong. He'd never experienced a reverie like this. He thought that If he could focus his energy he may be able to figure away to resolve the darkness situation.

Light! If he concentrates hard enough he can shed light and see where he is. Here goes nothing! He focuses as hard as he can on light and it begins to work. He could see finally, after all that time!

Or not much time at all, who knows...

Strangely though, all he could see seemed to be wood panels directly over him. Concrete below. Nothing much different to the sides. Which way to push? Wood is the easiest. Up he went!

The Beyonder wiled himself up and broke right through the thin wooden ceiling. Or... floor, apparently? He found himself in a house! A small, too-pretty house. A house with no character. A house in which he was trapped under the floor boards for God knows how long. How curious!

Finding his way outside he saw that he was surrounded by several identical small houses. Over-priced condos for the weekenders of where ever he was. Moving about the empty complex he began to realize that there was something familiar in the unfamiliar. An unrecognizable something in this place that he must have only visited in some past dream. The sound of the ocean nearby called to him. He knew it was the ocean because he lives by an ocean and its an unmistakable sound accompanied by an unmistakable wind. He traveled the quaint landscape and cleverly winding stone pathway towards the beach. As he approached it, it dawned on him why this terrain was so familiar. He'd recognize that beach anywhere! Rotating on his axis he backtracked past the house he awoke in. To the road where the new-old sign sat to clearly smack him across the face with a mysterious truth.

"Matunuck Breakers" it read.

"Matunuck Breakers is where I live!" He said aloud. "The house I awoke in is my own. But this is not what it looks like. How long have I been in darkness, I wonder?" He thought for a moment about how long it could have been since he was awake. "Well, if I'm home than Georgia must be here!"

He willed himself towards Georgia's house and created a knocking sound at the door. Nothing. He willed himself inside. Nothing! Only the same plain-ness that was in his own house. He retreated back to the information packets outside the landlord's condo. Opening he discovered what had happened, but not the why or how.

"(c) 2010" It had been 5 years since he had last seen any of his friends. They had renovated the apartment complex in that time, and had apparently left him in the floor during construction, no doubt confusing him for a children's toy. Georgia had left this place sometime in that five years and he had know idea how long ago or where she had gone.

Taking a moment to digest all this new information he accepted the one fact he was aware of, the only fact that he never would have taken so seriously or thought would ever mean as much to him as it did.

Georgia Dunn was gone.