Raven Ashfury; the darkness approaches

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It was freezing. The walls turned white from the ice that was freezing. It was very dark. There was nowhere to go but forward, so, Raven walked. Her dress was not made for these environments, she wrapped her arms around her, trying to keep some warmth. The corridor got smaller and smaller as she continued walking. At one point she almost slipped because of ice on the ground. It was now this small that she couldn't walk normally; she had to turn a quarter and maneuver herself through the tiny gap. She breathed out fog as she continued. Where was Blaise when you need him... Speaking of which, where was Blaise? She didn't feel their presence on her shoulder, nor their energy inside of her.

When she looked to the end of the corridor, she saw light. A fire! There was someone standing in front of the fire. Raven couldn't see a face; their back was turned toward her.

'Hello?', Raven called. The corridor seemed to expand again. As she looked at the person's figure, it looked like a man. A spark of hope lit up in Raven. 'Tate?', Could it be?

'Raven...' a soft, sultry voice echoed through the room, but it wasn't clear enough for Raven to specify anyone's voice. 'It's been fifteen years...',

The man's energy didn't feel good. It felt cold, just like her surroundings. His energy almost stung, but in some way, it felt comfortable and warm. Raven stepped out of the corridor and walked toward the man. Snow crisped under her feet; she was outside. They were surrounded by large trees, bushes, and rocks. The hairs on her body stood up straight from the freezing temperatures. It must be well below 0 degrees Celsius.

'Hello?', she asked again. 'Do I know you?', The man chuckled.

'How could I ever forget you, Raven Ashfurry.', Raven frowned. She was now close to him. She raised her arm so she could grab his shoulder and turn him around. But he seemed to get further and further away from her without moving. How was this possible?! Raven walked further, but she didn't close the distance, she only made it more. Something was pulling her back! Raven ran, but it was too late. She got yanked back and fell down. Far, far down, her screams echoing around her.

It wasn't until Raven felt a warm presence on her stomach, that she realized what had happened. She opened her eyes – even though she didn't remember closing them. There was a bright light above her, the fire reflected off the walls. Her shoulder ached massively, but something was secured around it for some support. Raven looked at her stomach, the source of warmth was Blaise, sleeping on her stomach. She groaned, letting her head fall back in the pillows. Thanks, Jisu...

'You are awake!', a familiar voice perked up from next to Raven. Raven raised her head up again and glanced to her right. It was Amara. She had a book flipped open on her lap and her bag full of books was right next to her. She closed the book and put it in her bag. 'Are you okay? You've lost a lot of blood.' Raven scoffed.

'No wonder...', Raven said with a roll of her eyes. She put her hands down on the mattress and sat up against the pillows – Amara put a pillow behind her back for more support. Raven was silent for a while, staring in front of her. She felt good. Her shoulder was only aching, but there was no pain at all. She expected to feel more pain...?

'What's wrong?', Amara asked at the confused look on Raven's face.

'I feel like I should be in more pain.', At that, Amara busted out in laughter. Raven smiled as well, it sounded stupid.

'Love, remember that you are with witches. They healed that would within a few minutes. Magic, remember? They aren't like the weak doctors in the human world.', Raven nodded, she indeed forgot that there was magic all around her. 'But what exactly happened? I walked out of my classroom and I saw you laying on the ground in a pool of blood!',