Francis and I were soaring through the air, floating on that wind. There were tons of whispers floating in and out, but I could not concentrate on a single one of them. Francis and I still clung to each other, holding on for dear life. Suddenly there was a little light that grew bigger as it engulfed us and just as the light faded, we stood on the steps to the Guild House.
“What in the HELL is this?” Francis and I said together.
“Welcome back ladies to your home. You cannot leave this place easily.” A voice said opening the door.
There he stood, tight fitting blue jean pants and a white tee shirt. His hair was like he just woke up or majorly stressed pulling at it, it was a mess.
Francis and I put all of our hurt and anger into our hands and charged at him, he stood there laughing at u
