River woke up with a gasp in the witch's body in the present time. Looking around, he found out that he was in the creepy, surprisingly empty hut, lying on a cold mat. He hastily stood up and looked down at himself to find that he was clad in a tattered black robe. Scrunching his nose in disgust, River steadied himself on his feet and stood at a stance that indicated that he wanted to summon a portal; swirling his hand in a mastered dance, River felt nothing. Trying the same process over and over again, River found himself utterly useless; he had used all his energy on being transported from one realm to another through a trapped memory, of course, he was going to be drained.
"I am so useless," River whined, falling back to the ground on his bottom; but he remembered Lucas' words to find Lucifer and his mate as soon as possible, so he stood back on his feet hastily.
