Page 75 of Darkening Truth
Before anyone can say anything in response though, the Headmaster walks behind me and stops. I look up at him curiously, just in time to hear him inhale sharply and his jaw clench tightly before he carries on walking stiffly.
“That was weird,” Mayhem mutters.
The others all nod in agreement, apart from Loki, who frowns and leans in closer to me, inhaling.
“Farren, you’re bleeding,” he says, confusion and shock in his expression.
I frown, “I am?”
“Shouldn’t you know if you’re bleeding or not?” Ronny asks, looking as confused as I feel but for an entirely different reason.
I ignore him, mostly because I don’t know how to answer him, and lift up my hands, flipping them over to check for injuries. When I see the edge of a long slice appear on the underside of my arm, starting at my wrist and disappearing under the sleeve of the shirt that I’m wearing. I realise what’s going on.
“I need to go, now,” I say immediately, urgency riding me hard now that I’ve realised what’s going on.
It’s about to get so much worse.
Without a second of hesitation, they immediately get up and follow me as I weave through the tables, hoping that I can make it back to the room.
“He hasn’t taken his eyes off you,” Kill says.
Zev glances back over his shoulder as we rush out of the doors, “He looks worried.”
“I haven’t been into the Void properly for too long,” I mutter as I pick up the pace. “I’ve hopped in and out of it, but I haven’t stayed for any length of time. Monty said that I had to spend proper time in the Void or this would happen, but it completely slipped my mind.”
I immediately find myself airborne as Reaper picks me up and puts on a burst of speed, heading back to the room.
In theory, I could go into the Void now, but for some reason, my instincts are telling me that I need to be in our room before I go, and I’m going to listen to them.
It would be foolish not to.
We get back to the room in record time, and as soon as we step through the door, I let the Void take me.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Farren
As soon as the familiar murky darkness surrounds me, I let out a sigh of relief. The wounds that had started to appear all over my body immediately begin to heal, and I sit down.
I’m going to be here for a while. I can feel it now. How much I need to be here for me, but also for the Void itself. I have no idea how my being here could possibly be helping it, but I’m pretty sure it is.
I feel so at home when I’m in the Void, I always have.
The Void is a lot darker than it was before I was taken by the princes and couldn’t come here. It still feels to me like there is a lot more to the Void than simply a walk through that gets me from A to B. I know there is, there are creatures living here. I found Oryn here. If the Void were just an empty, desolate space, then things couldn’t live here.
A noise to my left brings me out of my musings, and I slowly stand.
I may be at home here, but there are things in the Void that aren’t as friendly as Laikynn and his family. Things that would like to eat me.
A shiver of apprehension travels down my spine, quickly followed by excitement, and I reach behind me, pulling my axes free and twirling them in my hands.
I fucking love these things.
My eyes have adjusted to the darkness now, or maybe it’s getting lighter, I don’t know, but I can just about start to make out tall shapes all around me. I would be tempted to say that they almost look like trees. That’s an intriguing thought, but not one that I have the time to explore right now, because I am very definitely being watched by something.
Not watched. Hunted.
If it were Laikynn or one of his family members in the darkness, then they would have come up to me to say hello, and I wouldn’t have felt the need to call on my axes if it were a friend and not a foe.
