The room was still engulfed in darkness and I thought that it was the best option to stay put.
“Guys!!!” I called out but there was absolutely no response.
And then I heard a shriek which made the hairs of my entire body stand up on their end. The shriek was coming from the middle of the room and a few seconds later I recognized the voice to be Illyria’s.
From the blackness came noises no living thing could ever make. It perhaps was once alive but rendered into a spirit that contorted with pain, anger, hatred... As the silvery wisps curled in around the door frame the sounds intensified until they huddled with eyes wide, hands clamped over their ears, hearing everything nonetheless... At first it was nothing but a deeper moaning to the caustic winter air that swept over the ocean. The s
