Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150209034947/@comment-24530992-20150211031858

Bryce slowly woke up, but he found himself in a brick room. It was freezing, despite the nearby hearth. He tried to move, but it seemed that he was chained...

Distant footsteps could be heard until they grew louder. The form of two men came into sight, until they were fully visible, except for a shade on the right.

The Dreamwalker had stopped infront of him, holding who seemed to be Luciana.

"What a mess you've gotten yourself into, Bryce," he began. "Your uncle is dead, your father lives, and you've died once.. You've piqued my interest once more."

"Why are you bringing this up..?" the Breton askrd, seemingly groggy. "I wish to not be reminded of it.."

"The many reasons ypu have called for my attention. Take a look at yourself."

A small pool of water formed directly infront of him. Bryce looked into it, seeing he was bound by spectral chains. His hair was a mess, and he had burns all over his body, as well as cuts.

"Those chains..." the shade began to speak, taking the form of.. Alex. "Your emotions, Bryce. Each time you submit yourself to them, they kill another part of your senses. Do not listen to them all the time.. Or they will indeed get you killed."

Screaming began to grow, coming from young children, women, and young men alike. They began to flood his thoughts, and began to fight against the chains, until his body burned and he felt a stab of pain in his chest.

It jolted him awake, and he noticed that he and his daughter were still inside the inn. Bryce sighed in relief, before leaning back into the chair.