Cleveland was choked of life with the approach of twilight. Pedestrians avoided the streets, cars stayed off the road and everyone was inside early on this particular eve. Even the demons and vampires that prowled the night seemed particularly uneasy and stayed within the crypts, mausoleums and abandoned buildings that they called their home. Besides the background noises of working machinery, the city was deathly quiet, more quiet than it had been in decades. What was even worse was a grim feeling of dark anticipation charged the air from each corner of Cleveland.
Around midnight , the clouds blackened the already dark sky with promises of a storm. Thunder cracked and lightning leapt from cloud to cloud. After a few moments of lightning and thunder, the clouds ruptured and a rather heavy shower of rain began its onslaught against the city. At exactly midnight, a vortex of swirling light opened nine feet above the ground over an alleyway in down-town Cleveland. The vortex contorted; beams of light arched outward and collapsed once more into the vortex, like the surface of the sun. As it distorted, it stretched and retracted in size until it stretch outward once, greater than ever before. It was then that the vortex spat something out. . .a person. The being twirled through the air for a brief fraction of a second before colliding hard with the cracked pavement of the back alley.
The man groaned for a moment; he was in a great deal of pain due to the fall and the traveling method he had just experienced. The corner of his vision were ebbed with white that limited his sight, while the rest of his eyes simply saw as though he were looking through wavy glass. After a while, his vision came into focus, and he looked around with amazement. So the time travel thing had actually worked? After weeks of undergoing the witch's attempts, he had begun to doubt she could pull it off. It was good to see that he was wrong, and this attempt wouldn't have changed his eyes into a different color, like last time. He figured there was no sense in wasting time, and that he needed to go contact the Slayer immediately. After all, the sooner he got a hold of her, the sooner he could tell her about the approaching apocalypse, and how she needed to prevent it so his future wasn't apocalyptic forever. There was just one problem, though. . .he couldn't move.