Ty walked around the black void, looking around as he did. He felt like something was behind him, but as he turned he saw nothing but the abyss of darkness. What he found most strange was that the blackness wasn't threatening or frightening. It leaned in on him from all sides, but he felt comforted by it. He thought about what had happened during the past few days, he mused over everything that could have gone wrong if he had been killed. It suddenly struck him. No, not an idea. A strong force that pushed him to the ground in front of him. He quickly turned around and saw it. The figure, the creature, his fear. Golden eyes glowing in the inky blackness. Smiling wide with teeth as white as snow and sharp as knives. He stopped and stared. Paralyzed with fear, terror had wrapped its icy, sharp grip around his heart. He couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. Couldn't feel. The figure smiled wider and reached out a black, skeletal hand towards his face. Ty's body shook and while his mind screamed for him to run, run far away from this creature and never look back into its shining honey eyes again. But something in him couldn't, something in him just couldn't run away from this creature. As the hand drew closer, Ty heard something.
"You really are a pretty dove, aren't you? It's such a shame you can't fly away."
Ty stared at the figure as its mouth moved, not synced with its words. The creature seemed to say something different, but Ty couldn't tell what it said.
Then he felt something. Cold, metallic. Almost like a knife, but dull and unable to cut. His eyes moved to the hand, now resting on his cheek. And he watched as the world melted around him. Black turning to white, the figure slipping away and disappearing like a memory.
Ty woke up, sweat and tears mixing and running down his face as he coughed into his hand. He felt a jab on the inside of his head and laid down as the headache escalated. He closed his eyes, but opened them a second later to stare at the man who had startled back when he had awoken. Sky, looking very pale and shocked, stared at Ty for a second before a watery smile plastered over his face. Ty looked at Sky, confused as to why his friend was acting as if Ty had just come back from the dead. He was surprised when Sky moved forward and pulled Ty into a crushing hug. Squirming around, trying to get oxygen back into his lungs, Ty smiled a little and gently wrapped an arm around Sky's back. He knew there was going to be a long talk about this once the hug was over.
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These things are just getting shorter and shorter. I'll try to keep up my regular schedule, but I may have to deviate at some point so I can finish all this work. Have a good morning, afternoon, evening or other.
Chaos xoxo