73 | Metals for the Tormented
Mikhael went out from where he was standing and stood beside me. It was then that he touched my shoulder that I couldn’t touch Vincent’s hands anymore. I looked at him. His eyes were solemn as he looked at me too. I smiled at Vincent and he was just looking at me as I felt the surroundings warping. “Take care of Jacob, Vincent,” I said and it was the last thing I said before the surrounding went completely blurry and the next thing I knew, I was in the middle of the road. Before I could even process, a truck moved through us and I closed my eyes firmly with its impact. It slightly nudged both me and Mikhael but it still felt slightly uncomfortable. “If we were alive and warped here of all places, we could have been dead,” I mumbled. Mikhael was silent as I looked at him and he was lo
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