Numb

CHARACTER: Viiris Donlo

Appearing in that same environment, looking into the bright eyes of the diseased, the cursed, again. Feeling that cold, humid air from that space and the thick fog surrounding the space where only gray exists. Their voices reach his ears from all directions, coming closer with each second. Eventually, they reach him, place their long claw shaped hands onto his shoulders, his sides. Pulling onto him like a group of starved animals. This time, however, Viiris held his ground. His expression didn't change even once when he arrived back in the familiar space. It remains blank.

"Do with me as you please." he mumbles to himself.
"This is merely a dream, merely a stupid nightmare. Remind me of what I have done before, I have forgotten what it was like."