Alja

He didn’t see anything but he could hear. The sounds were becoming louder and louder, awful sounds of evil and horror. He could barely think because the screaming has become so loud, but he realised he was in Zoja’s possesed mind. As horrible as it was, he wasn’t hurt by anything there, the darkness was outside him, he was just wacthing Zoja’s horrors. He realised how bad it must be for her, the horror coming from her. He desparately wanted to help, but he had no idea how. He wished he could at least see something and then a light appeared next to him. Of course! he remembered, I’m in someone’s mind, thoughts are reality here! Now he could see that some weird ribbons of darkness were flying around and surrouding something he couldn’t see, then in a moment they moved away and it was a ball of light so strong he couldn’t look at it. It was the power of the pen that Zoja possesed and the ribbons attacked...