*
If I could go back and stop myself from saying something, then I would have probably done that right now.
Damian raised an eyebrow confusedly, and it took all of my resolve to hold my ground and not flee from the cave. He was looking at me with every sign of bewilderment, trying to figure out what exactly I wanted to talk to him about.
"What do you want to tell me?" he asked.
The words were right on my lips. I was going to say them, and I knew that by doing that I would be screwing myself over big time. It was as if a fog had come over me, and I was not in control of what I was saying or doing.
But then, just as I was about to speak, Damian's eyes glazed over as someone began to mind-link him. He was silent for a very long time before he snapped out of it and he looked at me wit
