Jordan.
“I’m the Reaper, I can’t he shut off,” he croaked out in pain and I watched as a dark gust of wind formed behind him and sucked him away.
Okay, that wasn’t eerie.
I sighed and looked around me. There was nothing but a vast expanse of trees and green.
There was a rift metres away from where I stood. The same one I had been hanging to the first time I got into this gof forsaken mental world. That was eight months ago when those bastard Wizards had been digging into my mind to find an information that wasn’t there.
Garr’s concern might have been justified after all. All this could be a result of the digging and they had messed with my mind.
Suddenly, a dark gust of wind formed before me and immediately sucked me in.
I gasped and opened my eyes as the force let me go. I was back in that secret basement in that empty house and the dead bodies were still there.