The Beginning:
LK looked around where he was and it seemed he was high in the mountains. No not high in the mountains, he was up north, but how did he get here? He was just at his house in his village. Could he be asleep? That was really cool to be in the middle of a dream and know you were dreaming. He stretched out and looked down at himself and he was in his normal attire. So this was just a normal dream then but he had never been this far north. Maybe his subconscious was telling him that he should go exploring more than he was.
He smiled, "Ok ok, you got it, when I wake up I will go traveling to see the world some ok?" He was talking to himself about going traveling not expecting anyone to be around. So he looked around and got his bearings. Probably the best way would be south out of the cold. But what if he was at the south pole then he needed to go north.
Well he guessed it didn't matter, just pick a direction and no matter what sooner or later it would lead out of the snow. So he went south hoping that was the shortest distance out of here. As he continued he realized that he was on a glacier and it was beautiful. But damn it was cold, he was definitely not dressed for this weather.
He wasn't wearing a shirt and he was just wearing khaki pants and japanese sandals. His hands were at least wrapped but not for warmth just to protect his knuckles when he was fighting. His long white hair blended into the snow and moved with the breeze. He had shuriken holders on his legs, 2 for each leg and 2 on the belt in the back/ His arms had bladed knuckles hanging off his biceps so they were ready for use. His head had his anbu mask and sunglasses resting on it. His belt was actually his villages headband.
When he was thinking about how he needed warmer clothes he saw a man approaching him. What other guy was walking out here in this cold? He wasn't even wearing any warm clothes. He also had a bright red scarf around his eyes walking towards him. What kind of guy walks through the snow in that little clothes. He chuckled and looks himself over, he does but this was a dream. Wait a second why was he dreaming of a dude that was just as insane as him?
This dude was only wearing a traditional chinese formal outfit. He was wearing cloth boots and had his hands inside his sleeves as he approached him. He kept walking until he was about six feet infront of him. He stopped infront of him like he could see him.
LK tilted his head and didn't say anything but was on his defense. The guy brought his hands out and undid his scarf revealing his eyes. There was nothing wrong with them as he could see but the iris was light blue to white. The man held his hands out offering his scarf to him and approached him slowly wrapping it around his neck.
He backed up and touched the scarf looking at the man but the man wasn't there anymore. He looked all around but he wasn't there and there wasn't even any tracked. The scarf was there but it was wet and it smelled like something he didn't want to think about. He touched the scarf again and it look, smelled and felt like blood.
With that he woke up with a jolt and was sweating breathing hard. What a dream and what a nightmare, a scarf covered in blood. What was that a representation of though in his mind? He couldn't think of it but he did feel something on his neck. He reached up and there was the scarf, it was just sitting there around his neck. At least it was dry but that didn't make sense. It was a dream, how did he get this scarf around his neck? What the hell was going on? This was going to take a long time to figure out.
