ocean man, take me by the hand

Before the other man could answer, Doom noticed the fireflies above him and soon, no matter how many times he blinked his eyes to clear his vision, it blurred regardless. Above him the fireflies began to fade and change into something else. At first he wasn't sure what it was, but within seconds and after a few more blinks to try and clear up his vision, he noticed the shape before him was turning into a wolf. A floating wolf. That was staring at him. His eyes widened in fear, his hackles raising as his fur bristled. What the hell? He blinked one final time, only for the floating wolf and fireflies to suddenly be gone. As if they never existed in the first place. Was he starting to see things as well as hear things? Was he going insane?

He looked back down and shook his head a bit, trying to clear it from whatever he had just witnessed. Looking back towards the man, Doom's mind couldn't stop seeing the floating wolf and wondered if the man had seen it, too.