"Where am I?" Aaris opened his eyes and raised his head, and found himself sitting in utter darkness with violet and red cracks all around.
"What is this place?" Aaris stood up, emotionless the glint in his eyes was gone too, he started walking aimlessly in that darkness, he looked at the violet-red cracks which were regressing slowly, and realized the black walls were fixing themselves.
"I have been here before." He halted, sat down on the fuming ink floor, " I hate this place-" he pulled his knees closer to his chest and hid his face behind his knees, from the thousands of eyes that were peeking and staring down at him from the cracks.
"How's his condition Afreen?" Tara spoke to the mage who was looking after Aaris,
"I can't say anything now.." Afreen was caressing his head and the emerald green light was spewing out of her hand,
