Chapter Thirteen
Where am I? The young man thought. He looked around. All I can see is graves. Unmarked graves. Is this a cemetery? Am I in one of these graves?
Not anymore.
He looked around. "Hello?" he called out.
There was no response.
"Hello!" he said louder.
Still no response.
"What do you want?"
You will find out, the voice said with an eerie laugh, Soon.
Suddenly, the man felt someone-or something-watching him.
Follow me, the voice said, moving away from him.
"How will I know where you are?"
He felt a hand touch his. He turned around to see a small, elderly woman with long, gray and lavender hair. She was wearing a black robe. She began to speak to the him.
"Because," she said with a small smile, "I will show you where to go."
"But who are you?"
"I am known as The Guide. I'm here to do what I do best-guide you."
"Guide me? Guide me where?"
Instead of answering his question, the Guide began to start walking. The man followed her. He decided to not ask anymore questions at the time.
After a while the Guide stopped walking. She pointed at a big, glowing sphere. "Go into it," she told the man.
"Where will it lead me?" he asked.
"Back to the world of the living. You are not meant to die. You have a greater purpose. You are supposed to live for a long, long time. It's time to go back, to fulfill your purpose. Go now...Phobos."
With that she pushed Phobos through the portal.
He felt himself falling for what felt like hours. He was sure that he would die once he hit the ground. Instead of pain when his body came into contact with land, though, he felt soft grass, he smelled flowers and saw a young girl...
"Will..."The girl was visibly petrified at the sight of him. She looked like she was looking at a ghost. "Help...me." He passed out.