#klayson lovison

Klayson slipped through the doors into the Oceanside University pool room. The place was dead empty. Just him, the chlorine smell, and a big stretch of still blue water under the high glass roof.

He grinned, ears flicking.

"Heck yeah, dude! A whole pool all to myself. How often does that happen?"

Three years here and he’d done fine—class clown, half-goblin goof, always laughing his way through. They figured he was kinda dumb. He didn’t mind. Made things easier.

He put on his heart-skull-pink trunks and slid into the water, spiky blonde hair sticking up like always, popping the earbuds in. Sabrina Carpenter’s "Espresso" hit, bright and fast, buzzing right through him.

He started slow, then kicked it up—a yellow blur slicing the water, arms flashing, legs sending up little sprays that caught the light. He laughed once, sharp and happy, because the water felt good and the night was his for once. No heavy stuff weighing him down.

He floated for a second, staring up at the dark ceiling.

What could possibly go wrong?

Klayson and the others had somehow found themselves in the Cul-De-Sac. All three wandered around. “Where the hell are we? This place looks more deserted than a wannabe gunstore.” Giraldo complained. “No idea, little bro, but it looks like a fun place to play pranks!” Klayson answered. “I hope no one bad is nearby.” Tygo mumbled quietly.

Klayson, Tygo, and Giraldo had all gotten up, mumbling to themselves whilst trying to dust themselves off. Giraldo grimaced in frustration. "I told you getting through that portal was a bad idea, but ya never listen to me.” Klayson chuckled and smirked. “Hey, no worries Giraldo! At least we’re in the forest! A forest with many trees. To climb and run.”

“Yeah, you’re not helping...” Giraldo said.

“G-Guys,” It was Tygo’s turn to speak now. “W-where are we, exactly?  This place feels w-weird and..different.” 

“How the hell should I know? Our phones don’t work! Trust me, I checked.” Giraldo answered.

Klayson and Tygo both glanced at their phones. There were no bars on their screens, confirming the statement. The three men looked around. Giraldo and Tygo weren’t frequent travelers, but Klayson was, and this place definitely didn’t resemble the woods of Boice, Idaho. In fact, it looked and felt much more grimy. Much to the dismay of the others, Klayson had them walk with him towards a random path, hoping that would guide them home. They were just lost. There was little to worry about…….right?

Klayson walked outside of college and towards his apartment, which was only 6 minutes away from where he went. Today was the usual. Doing schoolwork and all, even if he got a B-. However, that soon changed as the half geek-like goblin planned to prank someone. Lightheartedly mind you, but he didn’t mind experimenting here or two. He sat down on the stairs of his apartment, contemplating. “Hmmm…Maybe water balloons? Nah, too cliché! Maybe some hot sauce mixed in with lemon juice! Yeah, no one’s done that before.” So busy was he in this activity, he hadn’t noticed anyone approaching him.

Klayson awoke with a terrible headache.He groaned, staring around. Wherever he was, it looked like some sort of school or college campus. Due to nighttime, the building was very dark, making his vision somewhat impaired. He got up, his body feeling all sore, as if he exercised. “Hey, anyone here?” He called out to the hallway, his echo being the only response.

Klayson was ecstatic. Silly as he was, he also had a lustful and sexual side to him. While not a lady’s guy, he could still love hooking up with someone. He met this lady named Cheryl online. Unlike most, he wouldn’t mind if Cheryl was male or female, as he did both ways. He awaited inside the place, staring at the pools and hot tubs. What they were doing was illegal(Breaking and entering), but breaking a little bit of rules was fine with him. As a thrill seeker, he tried to experience as much as possible.