"Where am I?"

I look around. Nothing, theres nothing. Its so cold. 

"When am I going to wake up from this dream?"

My voice echoes through the void.

"This is not a dream Adam."

A calm voice. warm in its tone and give me an odd sense of comfort. With is quickly ripped away as I ponder my current situation. If this is not a dream then what is it.

"You will know soon enough child."

There is a small pause in her voice. I sense hesitation in her voice.

"The mortals of Earth have sullied the Wonderfull gift we the Gods have given them" A sudden bright light appears "You are our messenger, Are will incarnate, Go forth and show the mortals their folly."

The bright light envelopes me. I feel a rush of cold wind. I slowly open my eyes and I see a cloudy sky. almost muddy brown. I slowly sit up, Im greeted by men in warn out clothes. Theres a word on the chest.

"Police?"

Whats happening. None of this makes sense. Why can't I move why are the police surrounding me. Where am I. All of these questions linger in my mind and I slowly close my eyes. Everything goes dark.