Target (1)

For several moments, Lucas stood unmoving. The hairs on the back of his neck had risen and his body didn't know how to react to what just happened as he slowly took in his surroundings. One moment, he had been walking on a path with Imani staring at him and the next moment, he was standing in this stone building that looked like it had seen better days.

He didn't call out Imani's name like he wanted to because he knew it would be pointless. She wasn't here and neither was Nikolay. Whoever had brought him here had wanted just him and seeing as they were in a different time, that could only mean one thing.

He was in trouble.

His hands tightened into fists as he swiveled his head from one side to the other, searching for a window or a door that he could use to get out of here and find his way back to Imani but after a little while, it became evident that the only way out of here was the huge hole in the ceiling. Problem was… the ceiling was quite high.