When the light blurred, Ethan found himself standing alone within the clearing, the box still clutched in his hand. The mist had lifted, the forest around him was frightfully quiet, and there was no sign of Lena or Selene. The old tree with its turned branches was gone, clearing out nothing but a charred fix of every where it had stood.“Lena! Selene!” Ethan called out, his voice reverberating through the purge scene. There was no reaction, just the oppressive silence that appeared to close in around him.His heart beat as he attempts to understand what had happened. One minute, they had been on the brink of a last showdown with the Abyss, and now… nothing. Had the Abyss succeeded in separating them? Or worse, had it already won?Ethan’s grip tightened on the wooden box. The runes on its surface had gone dark, their eerie glow extinguished. Whatever power the box held, it was dormant now, and Ethan couldn’t shake the feeling that time was running out.He took a deep breath, forcing hi
Ethan was stunned to his feet, the harsh fragrance of smoke stinging his nostrils as he overviewed the wreckage around him. The blast had diminished the once-imposing machine to a smoldering pile of turned metal, its dull energy at long last quenched. But the sight that held Ethan's heart was the two figures lying still in the midst of the flotsam and jetsam.“Selene! Lena!” Ethan's voice broke with freeze as he faltered toward them, his legs scarcely holding him up.Selene was the closest. Her body lay still, her once-vibrant ruddy hair now tangled with blood and sediment. Ethan dropped to his knees next to her, his hands trembling as he touched her by the neck, looking for a beat. He was relieved when he felt the faint, unfaltering beat beneath his fingers.“Selene, hang on,” he whispered, his voice choked with feeling. She was barely alive.He looked over at Lena, fear biting at him internally. She was folded against a broken piece of apparatus, her dull hair covering her face. Eth
The abyss extended with unnerving speed, the snarl became louder and more threatening, resonating through the old chamber. The air around Ethan and Lena grew thick with fear as the harsh darkness leaked out from the abyss, expending the remnants of the once-grand structure that had housed their last showdown with Draven.Ethan's grasp on Lena's hand was fixed. “We have to be moving now!” he encouraged, pulling her toward the contract entry that had driven them here. But the shadows were quicker, ringlets of inky blackness crawling up from the chasm, coming out just like the fingers of a few inconspicuous beasts.Lena glanced back at the chasm, her eyes wide with terror. “It’s not just shadows, Ethan. It’s... alive.”The realization hit him like a punch to the intestine. Whatever was rising from the profundity wasn't just a few dull drives; it was a being of unadulterated grudge, an animal born of the exceptionally obscurity that Draven had looked for to use. And now, with Draven gone,
Lena was already on her feet, pulling him up. “Come on!” she urged, her voice sharp with urgency. “We can’t stay here!”The storm rolled in with unnatural speed, a divider of dull clouds gulping the moonlight as Ethan and Lena gazed at the figure on the removed slope. The air buzzed with inactivity. The figure remained unmoving, an foreboding outline against the scenery of the drawing nearer whirlwind.“We ought to move,” Lena whispered, her voice scarcely capable of being heard over the rising wind. She pulled at Ethan's arm, her eyes wide with a blend of fear and assurance. “Whatever that thing is, it's not here to help.”Ethan gestured, his look waiting on the figure for a minute longer before he turned and walked behind Lena. They sprinted over the open field, the storm at their backs, heading for the thick forest that lingered ahead. The trees offered some similarity of cover, their branches influencing savagely within the wind as the storm closed in.But as they came to the tree
Ethan's heart beat in his chest as he squinted into the obscurity, his beat uproarious in his ears. The quiet was choking, broken as it were by the black out, musical sound of dribbling water reverberating afar off. He had no sense of time or place, as it were the cold, onerous weight of the obscure squeezing in on him. Where was Lena? Fear undermined to surpass him, but he constrained it down, centering on his breathing. *In… out…*The darkness was absolute, but as Ethan strained his faculties, he started to notice faint signs of light, gloomy, blue-green shines that appeared to beat in and out of focus, like far off stars. As his eyes balanced, he saw that the light was coming from slim, luminescent fungi developing along the dividers of what showed up to be a cave. Ethan stood slowly, his muscles stiff and aching from the fall. He reached out to touch the wall beside him, the stone cold and slick under his fingers. It was wet, likely from the same source as the dripping sound. He
Ethan’s world was a void of coldWhat he recalled lastly was the voice, chilling and hint, whispering that it wasn't over. As awareness gradually returned, he felt a sharp torment emitting from his bear and an overwhelming weight over his chest. His eyes vacillated open to a dim, glinting light.The cavern was still, trembling with the rough constrain that had nearly buried him alive had subsided. The air was thick with dust and the fragrance of damp soil. Ethan lay in the midst of a heap of rubble, half-buried but supernaturally alive. Over him, the ceiling had undoubtedly collapsed, but a little take had saved him from being pulverized.Groaning, he shifted to free himself, wincing as his shoulder screamed in protest. A quick assessment told him that it wasn’t dislocated, just bruised. As he pushed the rocks off his chest, he realized with growing alarm that the root that had blocked his escape was gone. Not just the root, there was a clear path leading out of the cavern. It was as
Ethan's heart beat as he stood within the bizarre, nightmarish landscape. The ruddy sky lingered over him, casting an eerie gleam over the twisted structures on the horizon. The ground, throbbing underneath his feet, like a tremendous life form breathing underneath him. He wasn't just in another section of the cave; he was in another world, a world that resisted everything he knew.For a minute, he became afraid. He was alone, distant from anybody who could have helped, in a place that wasn't supposed to exist. But he constrained himself to breathe, to focus. He thought of a way back as he adjusted his shirt.He started to walk cautiously, his eyes checking the fog for any signs of movement. The figures he had seen a while ago were gone, but their presence lingered, a danger hanging within the air. Each sound, each move within the fog, made his beat enliven.As he moved forward, the landscape appeared to alter, the structures within expanded, in spite of it all he wasn't certain if he
Ethan stood within the spooky quietness, gazing at the spot where Miriam had been as it were minutes ago. His heart beat in his chest, his breath worn out as the reality of his circumstance sunk within. The shining crystal was smashed, the tower around him decreased to rubble, but the nightmarish landscape remained. The fog still twirled around him, thick and choking, and the sky over still shined with an unnatural ruddy tint.“Miriam,” he whispered, the sound of her name misplaced within the harsh stillness.But there was no reaction. She was gone, and Ethan was all alone in this turned dimension, with no plan on how to escape from it. He took a profound breath, driving himself to the center. He stood still trying to focus. He had to discover a way out, for both their sakes. As he began to move, the ground beneath him trembled, a faint echo of the earlier destruction. Ethan froze, listening intently. The tremors developed more grounded, the ground throbbing as though something gigan