[ WP ] You keep getting randomly pulled out of your daily life back to the year 1200 by the same group of sorcerers . It was amazing at first . It 's starting to give you the shits .

Rick had just opened the door to his favorite restaurant, when, all of a sudden, a strange sensation came over him. The feeling -the likes of which he had never before experienced- first manifested as a gentle tingly thing that covered the entirety of his back. Rick instinctively did an awkward full-body gesture akin to a dog shaking off water, earning him confused looks from those inside the bistro but having no affect on the tingle. 
 
 
 Not the most graceful in awkward social situations, Rick simply muttered `` Uh... Mosquito...'' and pointed vaguely to his back. This would have probably worked to a better extent had it not been mid November. Regardless, the hostess took his name and his sat down in the waiting area. 
 
 
 At this point, the tingling area had begun to shrink, getting more and more tingly and it did so, and finally came to a single, extremely tingly point somewhere near the small of his back. Rick tried in vain to itch it, and then felt a new-new sensation replace the old-new one; it was as if a fishhook had barbed him there are began to tug. It began gentle, but quickly became more and more of a violent jerking, and, although painless, terrified Rick. His thoughts, whilst wildly running about the place, mainly were combinations of `` Oh god, what's happening to me?! ``, `` Is this what death feels like? ``, and worst of all, `` Shit, they called my name.'' 
 
 
 Soon, getting to his table became the least of poor Rick's worries. The tugging, which Rick could n't discern to be in any particular direction, had intensified still, and Rick found himself in one of the gaps between the threads that made the fabric of reality. Both an eternity and no time at all later, he found himself collapsing onto a hard floor; partially because he was in shock, but also because he had been in a sitting position, and no longer had the luxury of a chair. 
 
 
 Rick groggily looked up from his new position on the ground, and several blurry purple and gold shapes swirled in his vision. His head throbbed- not for some temporal jet lag, but rather because he had ht his quite rather badly when he fell. When he fully regained his vision, he was startled to find himself in what appeared to be a dungeon, surrounded by a circle of hooded figures. In his fright, he began to craw backwards, only to find another shadowy face shrouded in a peculiar, vibrant violet robe. Realizing that he was flanked on all sides. Rick simply got to his feet and waited- for what, he had n't the foggiest idea. 
 
 
 Eventually, one of the figures began to clap, slowly, and one by one, his comrades in there circle joined him until Rick was at the center of a literal round of applause. Rick did n't know whether or not these whoops and hollers were for him, but, then again, he had a feeling that he was very far away from where he had been moments ago. 
 
 
 Soon, the cheering died down, and the same fellow who had begun it stepped forward. He began to speak very quickly in a language that Rick vaguely recognized as Latin from the one time he took it in high school. The figure seemed to recognize Rick's confusion, and stopped mid-sentence. Rick recited the one sentence that he'd memorized in any language he learned; the equivalent of `` I'm sorry, I do n't speak & amp; lt; Language >.'' At this, the figure paused for a moment, and then reached his long, cloaked arm toward Rick. 
 
 
 At first, Rick was frightened at the implications a stranger reaching toward you has, but then became doubly so once the hooded individual began writing in the air. The act made Rick's hair stand on end, and so did the light-purple substance that hung in the stillness of the room, which both looked like a flame, and weirdly inky. The person completed the rune- although Rick had no idea what it was- and then lowered their hood. 
 
 
 EDIT: This is my first lengthy post here on Reddit, and I'm doing it on mobile, so it's hard to judge when it'll reach the limit. I'll finish it in a comment replying this one.
