Silence ensued after all the netherans had left.
"Ar-Are they dead?" River whispered a question.
The low tone of her voice wasn't due to wanting to be quiet, but the seriousness of the implication of her words.
If Heath's group had died, then what chance did her group have?
Meanwhile, on Jake's side, he wasn't faring well.
Since Jake had entered the manor. He had been feeling strange again.
Now that he was stagnant, his vision became covered with the one that he had previously seen. The same world, but everything was grey and filled with a deathly sing.
Scratching his fingers into the floor, Jake tried to control himself from spasming. Blood dripped from his eyes and he continued staring at the grey world.
'This can't be happening,' he thought.
It was not the right time for his vision to be overlapping!
*Ahh*
