Vash rolled over on his hard bed as he woke from his dream. He had been dreaming about the same men again, one tall and dark and one a bit shorter but muscular. They had been invading his dreams for weeks now, but he didn’t know who they were. Something was familiar about them but he knew he had never met them before.
He looked round at his surroundings, they had not changed in over twenty years. This had been his room since he was five years old. It was a small room with bare walls and floor.