Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-37603298-20181123221338/@comment-35500911-20181130000109

Emmett crouched for a minute, sliding off his gloves as his fingers shook. He stood, closing his eyes, and walked calmly into the shadows.

They were cold- but not piercing. It reminded him happily of playing in the snow with his sister, shrieking and catching snowflakes on his tongue as his father, smiling a little, crinkled his brow, blowing snow everywhere, and causing more happy little screams.

The memory quickly sputtered to a stop as it switched to darker thoughts- how his mother had came out, stopping the havoc with a irritable expression. He passed quickly through this part- shadowflux.

He'd read thousands of books on the intresting topic, however frightening it sounded. With a pop, he came out on the other side, surprised to find himself inside the ball with (six? how many people?).