>>Nena
The world started getting blurred. Like a dancing mirage.
The dark magic began to consume me and I started seeing red. A stream of liquid started coming out of my eyes that was not water.
AH…
No wonder Quincey told me I’d never survive here. I feel like I’m being consumed. It’s like there is a furnace in my body that’s steadily heating up and it’ll keep heating up till there is nothing left of me. Till all of me is burned and not even my soul survives.
I felt like I was fading away with the increasing pain, “Nena!!” A voice reached me, “Nena!” I looked to my side and saw Quincey running towards me. He slid down next to me and brought me into his embrace, “What the hell are you doing here!!!” He yelled at me, “Why the hell aren’t you doing anything??” He looked at his father and uncle.
“She refused to leave.” Daddy said, “I tried.” He raised his hands up in defense, “I really did.”
