When I opened my eyes, I saw an extremely familiar ceiling. The stains seemed to welcome me as I looked around. It was an extremely small room that had a bed and a desk. My laptop and my phone were on the said desk.
Funny how after an entire night of nothing but fighting, blood and pain this room now felt like a paradise. The peace I once took for granted now felt extremely precious. Brilliant rays from the sun entered the room through the small window. The common sounds of a busy street told me that I was back home.
"I am back," I whispered.
There was nothing that looked different from my life last week. And if I forgot about all I experienced the world of reapers just seemed like a bad nightmare. Yet the moment I got off the bed a box I wasn't familiar with was present. Aside from the box being completely black it didn't have any markings.
