Chapter:-24

It took Allen what felt like ages to wade through the mire of burning brimstone he'd been trapped in for so long. But eventually he somehow escaped into a numbing void, cold and quiet. The emptiness stretched around him, and he lingered there for a bit, just relieved to have a respite from the torture. Ordon whispers couldn't reach him here.

He was tired, and though he wasn't really moving, the abyss itself seemed to be sliding beneath him, like a glass river carrying him farther and farther away from the echoes of fire and malevolent voices. He should probably just let it.

A spark flickered in the dark, then steadily grew. Allen watched it with mild detachment, until it flared brighter and started to come closer, and he was afraid the hellfire was coming for him again.

"Allen," it spoke into the void, and his mark bond began to glow warm.

He squinted against the harsh glare. "Sam?"