Chapter 1

Day 1

The ground felt cold against my bare skin. Dust and the smell of blood filled my lungs and senses as I tried to open my eyes. I could hear people arguing and yelling as I tried to keep myself calm.

"You fool! What is this?! This is no Daedra! This is no tool we can use!" There was a higher pitched voice screaming. It sounded like a women yelling at others. What was going on? Why couldn't I move?

"W-we don't know if we could use it! We don't know what it is! Maybe there's more to it than what it looks like!" A gruff voice was arguing back but his voice was shaky. Why was this happening? My body began to shake as the air cut through me like a knife. I was naked?! How? Why? These questions kept going through my mind as the voices kept raising and I was still unable to open my eyes.

"This is a waste of time. We should just kill it and keep trying." Another voice cut in. He sounded like a teacher scolding children. Wait, kill it? Where they talking about me?!

"We're not killing it. Not ourselves anyway, our blood bound it to this plain and we can't be the ones to remove it. No, we'll leave it here and find another alter to perform the ritual again. Come." The women who I had first heard yelling must have began to leave after those last words as others began to move some things around the area then shuffle away.

It had been some time before I was able to move even a little. I still couldn't open my eyes but could feel the area around me. I was on top of some kind of stone table, why my eyes wouldn't open was frustrating me to no was going on? Where was I and why was this happening? As more and more of my body became less numb I was able to slowly open my eyes. The large room I was in looked like a tomb. The rows of what I could assume where bodies had been wrapped in some kind of cloth, only illuminated by the candles on the nearby tables. It looked as though the tables and stools had recently been set up there as there was less dirt on them than the rest of the room. The room was made out of stone and the only exit there seemed to be was the large double doors that where closed just maybe fifty feet awawy from where I was.

After I had finished taking in the area around me I realized just how cold I was. Before I could do anything I needed to find some way to cloth myself. Luckily there looked to be a few blankets or furs piled in a corner near one of the tables. It took me a long while to drag myself off the stone table and onto the floor to be able to get to the pile but I was able to manage it with just a few bruises.

"Okay. Okay." I whispered to myself as I tried to get a hold on the situation. I woke up in some strange place, with no clothes and no knowledge of where I was. What had I been doing before this? I Think I had just gotten home from work, I had played some games then hoped in the shower. Was that why I was naked? "Dammit!" I tried to yell but it ended up becoming a groan as my voice gave out. I needed something to drink. My stomach also felt empty.

After staying wrapped in the furs I did all I could to support myself with one of the tables to hoist up to my feet. Again, I lucked out and there was some kind of bread and drink on the table. The drink was in some kind of leather, maybe an animal skin like in olden times? I couldn't tell but waited little time in downing what liquid was in there, just water. Then after munching on the bread, my gaze shifted to a book near the tale I had been lying on. I must have knocked it off when I had crawled off of it. Taking a few shaky steps I reached down and picked it up. The symbol on the book made me drop it imediately. "No...no way." My mind reeled. There was no possible way this was real. It had to be some dream. Maybe I had been playing too long. I had only recently gotten the game just a few months ago but I had become addicted to it immediately. On top of the purple leather bound book was the symbol of oblivion. Somehow I had woken up in the world of Tamriel.