Nat, wearing only the simplest of clothing, had appeared within Don's subconscious. His body lay on the mixed white and black floor only to slowly awaken and push himself off the ground. As he did, he could feel a dominative power pulsating around him and found it rather hard to breathe, but still managed.
Nat did not freak out, he knew where he was, and that was in the depths of Don's soul. If Nat did anything drastic here, he knew he could end up getting Don killed and himself, but he came here to do the opposite of that. Nat slowly stood up, wearing a cute black long sleeve sweater and some white shorts. His hair was a bit long, which made him look completely like a girl.
