Kirsti wandered around trying to hone in on the presences. Gathering everything she had, she channeled her links to the Derare and,surprisingly, it worked.
It was as if she could see the outlines of all the humanlike creatures in the vicinity. Creeping forward focused on two outlines around her size, one was standing over the other and flailing around. Strange
Could it be Don, what business would he have with another Connected one?
Strange, indeed.
Nevertheless, she got closer until she could hear Don's voice, constantly being interrupted by his cries but with the little she heard, she knew. The anxiety of the state Don was in was tearing Kirsti apart
Each step seemed longer than before, the rocky unlevel ground she was stepping in felt like quicksand and the outlines seemed to grow weaker and dimmer.
As she got closer, she heard a bellow from high above. The blood curdling scream shook the very ground and when she looked up in search of the monster responsible, she realised. What she thought was the sky was just the enormous linkage outline of the beast. This wasn't done mysterious world, it was its domain.
Feeling lost, bored with it all or like a failure? Everyone's the hero of their own story and when heroes think like that, we all know who visits them. Is that how things are going to work with our resident failure, Don Rose? I mean heck, has anything worked in his adult life?
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