Silas sat on the ground, hunched over his kit, working meticulously to try and create the card from the recipe he had copied. The teenager had used a silence card around himself so that he would not be distracted by any sound, as he could not afford any distractions whatsoever.
Each of them were feeling the immense pressure of the situation, but Silas more so than any of them. He was not accustomed to working through his fear and nervousness, yet that is exactly what he had been doing for the past… he didn't even know how long it had been.
Silas had not slept in so long, yet he had been underground and surrounded by fog the entire time so he had no idea whether it was day or night. His watch had broken within the first hour, so he couldn't even keep track of the passing time.
