Alden slowly stepped forward.
A thick, dense mist swirled around his figure. It hampered his vision greatly, smothering him in its suffocating embrace.
As soon as he took a single step, the door behind him slammed shut.
Alden flinched.
Then, he shivered, his face paling with dread.
What mess had he just got himself into now?
A deluge of unease flooded his heart. He swallowed and circulated his mana. The action helped quell his anxiety somewhat. Alden prepared to manifest a shield of decay at any moment. He was alert, his body as tense as a coiled spring.
He took another step.
The thick fog continued to smother him.