morbid

The morbid little voices was getting clearer and clearer as I reached the opening of the tunnel and indeed there was a light at the end of tunnel but not the kind of light you would hope for, not he kind you would pray to see when having a nightmare or a peaceful dream. Nothing you would want to stare at too long because it was disturbing and it gave some kind of feeling in the chest.

It was reddish golden, like blood and soul, mixed together to forge something ugly. I coughed from the smell of something in the air.

Yoda was standing there frozen, so was Nax. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, like what he was seeing was terrible.

My father and mates that were behind could hear the voices now, I presume but would they make out the words? I was not sure.

“You've come, I cleared the road and I gave you hints. You've come... I knew you would come." The voice said in a sing song manner that made my ears itch.

There was a throne, very large in the middle of the room and standin