Re: Someplace Else
He followed the direction of her voice as it began to fade slightly, and as he walked, he felt the bumps in the ground beneath his feet where the lightning had struck. Yeah, this is brilliant. 'Let's, in our helpless and blind state, head in the exact direction that the freaky, lighting-shooting voice told us not to. That makes loads of sense. In spite of these thoughts, he continued following Aubria, because he couldn't think of anything better to do, and at least marching into death was more productive than being stuck in a ring of fire.
Funny, he'd never viewed death as productive before.