There was only one thought you had while being dropped into the pit.

Why me?

A loud, thrash sound was echoed as you landed on the rough pieces of trash. You thought that you’d die, that you’d be killed from a drop that high. But at least you had a second chance to live.. right?

You sat up, looking around your surroundings. It smelt horrible. Could people even live down here?

Your hand drifted to your necklace, the one that you can’t remember where you had gotten it from. Perhaps someone gifted it to you? You weren’t sure. But what you did know, was that you adored it very much, and you took care of it no matter what.

Standing up, legs shaken, you planned to wander around. Maybe find help? You let out an audible sigh, the gross air immediately filling your lungs.

A soft, creek was heard behind you. You spun around, seeing a man, standing there. He wore a long gray coat; his tousled hair caught your eye as well.

“A sphereite..” The man muttered, as he took a step further. His eyes landed on your necklace, his expression changing ever-so slightly.

“..Who are you?” You spoke, your voice shaking slightly due to the intrusion of this random person.

“Zodyl.” He replied, a ’friendly’ smile appearing across his face. “I work with the Raiders. I’m their new boss.”

You were confused. You didn’t know what organization the Raiders were, as you tilted your head to the side in response. “Raiders?”

He gave a firm nod. “That symbol, on your necklace,” he gestured, “I know all about it.”

Your eyes widened.

“Come with me, I’ll help you.” Zodyl offered.