"The time between when I found the Dojo and when I first entered this dimension was terrible... I don't normally talk or even think about it because I might break down and one time my instincts even took me over..." *His tone of voice changes as he says that.* "I was so upset, scared and confused when I first entered this dimension that my instincts took me over for a whole week. I finally got myself together and guess who I met? Hunters. We didn't speak English in my dimension and so there was a [i]bit[/i] of a language barrier. I was curious, so I approached them. They didn't feel the same way. They shot me in the shoulder and when I didn't go down they hit me in the head and knocked me out. I woke up in the trunk of a car but I decided to play dead. When they stopped and opened the trunk I panicked and scratched the h#%% out of both of them. My instincts then took me over for another day. I think they sent out a hunting party for me, all I remember is being chased through the woods by a number of men with guns. My path was blocked by more of them and one of them threw a match... There's a reason I wear the duster... I don't want to say more at the moment..."