It was déjà-vu all over again, waking up inside a cramped old shack, with strangers staring down at him. Zach put a hand on his neck and stretched out with a yawn. He could barely remember what had happened.
“Aghh, fuck...Did I die again?”
“You don’t remember anything?” Madeline asked.
To which Zach shook his head in denial. “I just know this has happened before....Waking up inside a shack, surrounded by tribals.” After a bit of thinking, blurry images started rising in his mind. He did remember they weren’t supposed to be here. “We were on Ashenfort, fighting that fire demon. What the hell are we doing here?”
“It’s a long story, bro,” Aaron sighed.
“I sure hope you saved me some loot from that Guardian kill.”
“We didn’t get the kill,” Madeline replied.
“You’re joking, right? That
