A bright light engulfed the sky, blinding Elko as he sat alongside a small brook. For what seemed like an eternity, the young male's world became stark white. He stumbled forward, desperately trying to feel for the water he had been drinking only a moment prior. There was nothing. The forest he had been sitting in seemed to have vanished as he was caught up with the strange light. Elko's only option was to wait until this thing passed.
When color slowly began to creep back across the world, Elko was surprised to find himself in the middle of a valley. There were no trees, nor a single sign of the stream he had been resting beside. In the near distance, he could make out the outline of a stone village tucked along the base of a lonesome mountain. Something about the atmosphere didn't seem right, now that he thought about it. Tilting his nose to the sky, he drew in a deep breath. It smelled like it had recently rained, yet the ground showed no sign of wetness.
"Damn, what the hell is going on here.." A frown slowly crept onto his solemn features, and the German Shepherd quickly decided to make a run for the village. If the light was to return, he wanted to find shelter. Perhaps by being inside a den or cabin he could avoid being teleported to an even more remote location.
His feet dragged across the dusty valley, his right shoulder beginning to ache from a past injury. Elko knew that he was going to be in pain for a few days because of the strain he was placing on his front leg, but he didn't care as long as he found shelter. "Hey! Help me!" His frantic voice traveled across the plains as he neared the village. At this point, it didn't matter if he was trespassing- that could be sorted out later. For now, Elko would slide into an open cabin, and duck behind a wall. There he would remain until someone discovered him, or when he decided that the light was gone for good.