Dravens Pov
Fuc. king portals. The spinning makes me nauseous. Never again. My body reaches uncomfortably as I make my way down the stream. My body is like it is made of concrete. "Argh!" I audibly scream, shifting as I leap through the air. Sprinting down the stream until I reach my turn. Camouflaged in the trees, a cottage, ivy, and plants creeping up the walls which aid in keeping it hidden. My home. The door smashes loudly as I enter panic-stricken, searching every room quickly. Falling to the floor, head in my hands, eyes closed, I thought to myself how I could be so stupid. Allowing myself to get distracted. Alerted by a squeak, I jumped to my feet, crouching, ready to defend myself, but there was nothing there. "f***k!" Kicking the old wooden chair across the room. The cottage is
