Pouring Salt
SHIT! Eldred sensed a stab of both his and the others’ fear as he surged out of his body. This was not good.
“Come to play, boy?” The smell of rotting flesh flooded Eldred’s senses. He tried not to gag as a decaying version of Mo made itself visible in the cramped room.
Eldred tried to step around some old wooden boxes blocking the spiralling staircase, but his body didn’t move—no wonder, he was already floating around above it.
He reached for the amulet around his neck to help put himself back into his body only to realise it wasn’t there. For a moment, he panicked, then he remembered having placed it on Mo, then he panicked again. How would he protect himself without it? It was far too early for him to be in the spirit world. They hadn’t cast the circle yet.
“No, I’ve c
