Have you ever been in so deep a sleep that you felt as though you were falling and your mind woke you with such a start that your heart was racing much too fast only to find yourself still tucked safely into your bed? Well, Ivan had such a dream and his mind did such a waking but he did not find himself still tucked safely into bed.

Ivan was falling. But only a short distance. His head hit first, jolting his neck, then his shoulders met the ground, then his back, butt, and finally his heels. His head had already developed a large bump and his shoulders had already colored purple from his previous fall so there would be no new marks.

In fact. Ivan wasn’t in bed at all. He’d been laying the length of the low wall that surrounded one of those trees planted in the middle of the pier. Beside him was a spilt soda, long since the ice had melted in the warmth and watered the soda to the point of flat. His diner felt unsettled in his belly, one of those sold from the stand hotdogs on a bun. His aunt Sarah was out of town on business and he was staying alone. He didn't have a desire to cook for only one person to eat and was afraid to go to sleep alone at home (for reasons that are very unnerving to him).

Instead of going home after his evening classes at Keaton, Ivan had gone to the beach and then to the pier for dinner. He didn’t want to go home just then so he’d stretched out along the low wall. Truthfully, he couldn’t recall falling asleep.

He didn’t want to move, he felt pain in his already bruised shoulders, anger that he’d fallen ‘out of bed’ so to speak. So he simply lay there.

Ivan’s rather short, and so skinny some have gone as far as to assume neglect or anorexic. He’s wearing a pair of rather baggy, black pants, decorated with chains and a hole forming in the knee, that sagged on his bony hips. A pair of white and black stripped boxer peeking over the waist band, and a black, relitivly tight shirt with ‘the goonies’ printed in hot pink, below that ‘never say die’ in neon green. His hair is...interesting. Once blonde, then dyed red, it is now faded to the color of washed out pink. His eyes are narrow at the corners and shine green but almost blue and rather with an emotion much like disappointment and disorientation.

((... (dot dot dot) heh. This one Kay))