Dylan, His Brother

"...your little brother Dylan, or as you now refer to him, master."

Zac was having a hard time processing what this voice was saying to him. He was still convinced that none of this was real though, this had to be one bad, twisted nightmare. Then he felt something appear around his neck. He reached up to feel it instinctively. It was leather, it felt like a leather collar that was now wrapped around his neck. And dangling off of it was a dogtag. He traced the circular steel tag with his finger, engraved on it was his brother's name.

Zac really began to freak out now. He jumped out of his bed and tried to make a run for it, where he was going to run to he didn't know, he just knew he needed to get out there, away from this voice.

"You can't escape me Zac, you can't escape this reality I have crafted for you. So why don't you go down stairs and see what is waiting for you in the living room"