Thousands of creatures had besieged the vehicle, in which a blonde, elf, teenage boy loitered. The vehicle had only just crashed into a wall. The dark, shadow-like creatures consumed it all with its reign of black magic. They outnumbered everything. And in that aspect, they were like the stars to Ashton.
Ashton's eyes were brimming with tears as he ran away from the vehicle, hearing his rounds and rounds again of his friend's loud wails. He sniffled, and coughed, and sobbed. He felt hopeless.
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Ash, shirtless, bolted upright, panting heavily. He had been getting nightmares for over a year now, and they seemed to only intensify with age. He sighed. When would the horrors come to end?
