I could feel my body shifting towards the darkness. I was exhausted and strangely enough, also hungry. I couldn’t eat though. Vincent’s blood filled my nostrils and I kept swallowing down my own bile.
It was an odd cycle to be caught in. Never before had I experienced it like I did now. It was like something else had a hold of my soul, tearing, pulling, and pushing at the same time. Everything felt fuzzy.
Bryan kept forcing me to drink water to keep myself hydrated. My mind felt alert but my body was threatening to give in. I was convinced it was the magic doing this to me. I could vaguely hear Death in the back of my mind and I groaned.
Bryan kept me awake and talking for nine hours straight until we landed in Anchorage. I handed him my keys. I was in no condition to drive. I made it t
