Pure Hotness

We were out on the fields and I was playing with my kite, I saw an asian man look at me from afar. I saw a smile on his face. Normally little-boy-me would be afraid of such a man, but he seemed different. As I was scrutinizing the asian man I heard how my kite suddenly fell to the ground. I looked behind me and saw it laying there, caught in a tree. I turned back to where the man had been, but he was gone... I tried to retrieve my kite from the tree, but when I got there it seemed like the kite was gone as well. Weird, little-boy-me thought, but I guess the warmth had made me dizzy and maybe the kite just had been caught by the wind and flown away...

Several years later I was going home from friend, it was late at night and all dark. You couldn't hear anything except for my footsteps on the road. It was getting colder as well, and I really felt the urge to come home as soon as possible. I came up to the field, a meadow that I once used to play in, but for some reason I couldn't remember I stopped playing there. It was getting even colder now and I decided to cross it as fast as possible. As I made my way towards the middle of the field it was getting cloudier all around me, a thick fog surrounded me on every side and I was lost. I tried to walk the same direction I had been walking before, but it all seemed to no use. Then something strange happened.

I walked in, head first in a tree. Hard. I got knocked to the ground and looked up at the sky, which now seemed to have cleared and in the tree I saw a man. At first I was scared, I thought that through some sorcery a demon had been summoned to kill me. This demon even seemed to have a weapon of some kind, it seemed like it was some sort of... Kite? A mesmerizing smile... Two eyes deeper than the deepest mine....

Words that seemed alien to me, but yet they still made sense.

"Your kite got caught in the tree, so I was about to get it for you, but you never came back..."

I was about to open my mouth but suddenly it all was gone. The tree, all the fog, I looked down and in my hands I was holding my once lost, but now retrieved kite. The surreality of the scenario baffled me and I turned around and suddenly I was sitting in my room again, in my underwear and the same asian man was looking back at me...