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I spun around and found myself face-to-face with death. It was nearly my own demise as my heart beat burst into a sprint before I scrambled back. My feet entangled themselves together and I crashed onto my butt again. The soul orb puffed out of existence, leaving the only light that which came from the figure in front of me.
This time the figure didn’t disappear and I had my first full view of him. He was past middle age with a thin, almost gaunt face, but one that was aristocratically handsome. His short hair was slicked back, making his eyes the center of attention. They were a bright blue that stood out against the pallor of his translucent face. He was attired in a plain suit with a jacket and crisp pants, and over his shoulders was a black cloak much like those worn by prof
