A few haunting hours earlier,
The urgent cry shattered the eerie silence, echoing through the desolation
"ELI, Wake up!!!"
Asher Eli, covered in blood and flesh, hazily looked at the brown-haired woman with a hint of blue.
"P-Pearl?" Eli croaked, his voice a mere whisper, and yet, his eyes seemed to be lost in a haunting daze.
"Asher Eli, take a deep breath and calm down," urged Pearl Harper, her tone laced with a mix of urgency and genuine worry.
Eli, in turn, tilted his head like a child, his gaze fixated on Pearl, but it was evident that his eyes were not merely observing her; rather, they seemed to be peering into something beyond the physical realm.
What's more, his once-ruby-red eyes had undergone a sinister change, now taking on a reddish-black hue.
Pearl Harper shifted her attention to another presence, a figure cradling Asher Eli in their arms.
"Arlyne"
