Chapter 41 : THERE ARE SHADOW PEOPLE, MOTHER!

So, what do I wake up to in this strange and dark world?

Shadow people.

SHADOW PEOPLE!

literally bodies made of shadows with clothes over it.

Like victorian monsters.

Just mass' of black.

I'm not scared. Nope.

Save me, mommy.

My beautiful ruins turned into some sort of aristocratic palace. I miss my ruins. They felt safer. There are only a few...things around me, circling, as if I'm a curious commodity.

"...What...do we have...here?" A tall shadow in a tophat croaks.

Not scared, nope.

...I might have peed a little. Just a little. A drop. Not scared. Nope.

"...I...think it's a...child?" A distinctly feminine voice sounds.

"I can see, Andromeda. That's not what I meant...and you know it." Tophat says.

"Why are you...here...child?" A short and plump shadow asks.

"...Failed necromancy ritual."

"Ahhh, that'll do it."

"Welcome to hell, child."

She's...joking, right?

I'm too young to die!

Mommy!