mewhaku

Breathless, Arik gazed downwards. He was catching himself as tears welled into his eyes from that final encounter. Things were brighter and cleared up overall, but the hair on his neck was still raised. Suddenly, the scene around himself was changing again… “Oh for f**k’s sake!” Arik growled-into-a-scream — he was moving, his legs running, and darkness again overtook him. The Maze’s backdrop had returned, and above himself Arik saw the looming form of Ghost yet again. Returning after such a short departure… A crystal was dropped into Arik’s open hand as Ghost loomed above, droning on about Arik’s cleverness in his escape, but Arik’s ears were ringing. He had not recovered from his previous encounter with that specter, and he had a feeling it would be returning all too soon. Ghost had moved themself around Arik in a swirling motion, moving with the mist and fog. Arik was currently crumpled into a kneeling heap, and yet upon looking forward Ghost’s glowing eyes and sprawling open