[b]Chapter Eleven[/b] The knock at the door woke Zane up. It was sudden. Four knocks. They repeated every ten seconds in succession. Whoever was behind the door was impatient. He was in his bed, in his home. Which was just on the outskirts of dojoville. He had built it there some time ago now. But as of recently, it was finally completely occupied. But, as of late, there was also a sense of emptiness in the home. As Zane looked to the clock, he saw that it was 5:47 in the morning. Who would wake him up this early? [spoiler]for Zane [/spoiler]