The silence was loud.
And his mind was blank
His senses were dulled.
And he couldn't find himself.
The harsh reality made things difficult for him to decide what to do.
And he wasn't sure who to trust anymore.
The floor inside the beast distorted, becoming translucent. Under them, the forest was quickly disappearing, a blur of leaves and branches. Then all of a sudden, his mind became clear. It was as if his world was muffled earlier. His eyes widened and he saw Mozrael was having the same reaction. He looked out at the forest behind them, and everything was getting clearer.
"Seems the effects are wearing off," Deadlock said.
A strange, gnawing unease settled in Aramith's chest. At first, it was nothing more than a lingering thought at the edge of his mind, but he felt it was more than that. His fingers twitched against his knee. His throat felt tight.
Something was wrong.
