Rite of Passage

"Many, many years ago, before the white man came to this part of the world, there was a great tribe of wind-walkers who dominated this land and ran it like an ice-ridden empire. The mightiest among these was a shaman who fought a terrible evil spirit. This evil spirit could not be bound into anything of this world. But she whispered to the sky and called down a stone from another world. The great shaman bound the spirit into this sky-stone, and it struck the mountain with great force, thus burying it completely. Legend says that the mountain lies somewhere in the north, and that one day, the spirit will rise again to defeat her children..."

... or something like that. You are not sure why you are remembering this because you didn't actually listen to the story when Accolon told it. He always rambles on hours on end, looking at the stars or his bowl of water. What a weirdo. Then again, a lot of things got real weird real fast since you've come to live with the "people" who claim Central Park as their home. Not least that the "elders" forced you to hang out with several of other people, who have almost nothing in common with you. They said you are a pack now, a family, that you should take care of each other. A bunch of kids with attitude and anger issues, you wonder how this should even work. And let's not get started on the other things you saw since you first changed.

What's bothering you right now is the fact that you've been stuck for a week in an abandoned warehouse 30 blocks away from the Park, ordered so by the elders. They say you should be preparing for a test, or ritual, or whatever. But you're not sure how you're supposed to prepare for anything, eating canned beans, sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor and not allowed to go outside. You know you are being watched but you don't care anymore. If something doesn't happen soon, you're ready to test how strong the doors and the walls on this place really are.