Chapter158

#Chapter158

We continued walking, deepening ourselves into this seemingly abandoned wasteland. Gunnar’s body was rigid and tense as he cautiously continued forward. The ground ahead of us seemed soft, almost appearing to be a swamp. Gunnar and I stopped just before reaching the sinister-looking muck, looking at each other with questioning expressions. A gust of wind stirred around us, bringing with it the stomach-churning stench from the swamp.

I gagged and turned my head away. “Omg, that smells fucking horrible, like rotting, death,” I said, trying not to throw up.

Gunnar’s brows furrowed, and he wrinkled his nose. “Yea, no shit! But we have to find a way across, and from what I can see, the only way is to go through this shit.” He said distastefully.

I stepped closer, peering down at the black goo; it bubbled, and puffs of green smoke emerged. “We can’t fucking walk through this shit; it will either eat us or turn us into some unknown creature from hell.”

Gunnar groaned. “Yo