He stepped out and slammed the door behind him. He wasn’t sure he’ll beat Garullon but, at the moment, he wasn’t scared.
The same things he had seen around him when he ingested the Sceptre seemed to be revolving around. It was just a little different from the first one. He could see the professor and his ghosts but they seemed a little dark, like the ones he had seen in the nightmare. He could see unknown faces, animals, Garullon, a man pulling an arrow, a man writing on a desk, and places he had been to in the real world.
Jeremy took a turning to make the journey longer. He had a lot on his mind. The special feeling of the Sceptre would be interrupted if he got into a fight, early. Beside him, a scene played. He wasn’t looking but the sides of his eyes caught it.
It was an image of Gr
