“Really now, you just wake up and you insist on going by yourself!” Tarain chastises, as she all but drags me down the hall back to my room.


    “I told you I’m fine”, I groan in frustration.


    Gaz opens the door allowing us inside, squeezing his formidable bulk into the room after us.


    “I’m sorry, just a lot to process” I try to explain to her.


    If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.I’m left staring at the floor, jolting back to reality as I hear the snap and twisting of wood, the branches retreating from the walls to recede into the woman’s back as she turns to face us.