Gather around, my children, and listen to the old one. You see this world around us, yes? Imagine a thousand just like it, but also different! Yes, yes, the same, and yet not the same. Imagine, if you will, that the universe is like a web. Yes -- like a spider web, all tethered together by silken strings. So delicate are those strings, and yet so strong to string together these worlds. This string is called "the warp" or "the void" and it flows around all worlds, holding them in place.

 

Story? No, no... This is history, my child. Now listen -- these strings all have a flow, a balance. Like a river, yes... But the river has been disturbed by something...or someone. The fabric of the worlds connected by the warp is tearing, rending in two and swallowing people right up! Oh yes, it could happen to anyone! To me, to you, anyone! And this warp doesn't care whether you're rich or poor, young or old, good or evil. I see it, I hear it! The warp opens and takes people to another world... All webs have a center, my children. So heed my warning, child, the next time you see the air shiver and hiss around you--

 

The Rift could choose YOU.