END OF THE LONELY PATH

"Leave me alone, let me go," a voice cried out.

"Why should I do that young warlock? People like you are not meant to live," a voice replied to him.

"What do you all want from me? Where are you taking me to?"

"I want your soul. I want to take you away from the face of the earth and stop you from continuing existing. I will lock you here in the dark realm forever, in everlasting suffering.

"I don't take it likely with people that come close to what belongs to me."

"Nooo! Ah!" The voice cried out as he was being thrown into a pit full of pythons and scorpions.

All his body was swollen up and dribbling liquids.

"Nooo, Ahhh!" Chris kept crying out from his dream. His body was all covered in blood.

"Wake up, baby," Isabella called on to him and began shaking him. "Please wake up. What's happening to him?" She cried out when he wouldn't budge.

"HE'S BEEN TAKING TO THE DARK REALM," the spirits of nature said.

"What do we do?" Isabella asked in tears.

"ONLY THE QUEEN OF THE DARK CAN