Our Darkest Hours

XV

[No one]

"I know what's happened to my brother," Ethel repeated herself to Dream and Xenex, who were - at least trying to - looking at each other.

"What happened to him?" Xenex asked. He wasn't sure if Ethel was speaking the truth, but why would she lie was a good question too.

Ethel blinked her blue eyes to a weird dead-looking shade between wine red and wine purple. It was nothing like Watchers' natural purple eye shade and they all already knew that her eyes were naturally blue, like they had been just a moment before.

A cold wind brushed past them. Her dirty blonde curls waved with it and returned to frame her now paler skin. The air was turning thicker and it was getting harder to breath. Dream had to take a few shaky breaths, but Xenex had no problems. Watchers could easily pull up spells to breath without actually breathing the air, which also made it possible for them to stay in different dimensions for longer.

Ethel looked at the two males before her eyes. She raised her hand and snapped her fingers sharply. The air turned darker and darker. Dream placed his hand on Xenex's shoulder incase something happened.

Somewhere beneath the darkness, heels hit the flooring quietly, but the sound echoed through the silence. Nothing else was heard, expect Dream's heavy breathing. He was having a hard time keeping himself awake. He felt like the darkness would take him any minute now.

"山卄卂ㄒ 卂尺乇 ㄚㄖㄩ 乃尺丨几Ꮆ丨几Ꮆ
卄乇尺乇?" A person with long snowy white hair and naturally purple eyes walked to their vision. They were wearing a black hoodie and shorts.

"Good day to you too, Sasha," Ethel sighed and turned her weird colored eyes to look at Dream and Xenex, "Don't mind her. She's a bit of a bitch sometimes."

"I don't even understand that language," Xenex mumbled. It kinda sounded like a mixture between The Ancient Nether's Original Language and The Witches' Forgotten Language.

"The Forgotten Nether's Language or The Nether's Forgotten Language," Ethel answered with a simple answer. She gave you a stare to Sasha.

"How many languages even exist if we don't talk about English and other common languages?" Dream asked. He had heard people speak languages like Spanish, Finnish, Japanese, French, German and many others, but those were all common languages.

"ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᓭℸ ̣ ᔑリ↸ᔑ∷↸ ⊣ᔑꖎᔑᓵℸ ̣ ╎ᓵ, The Standard Galactic, 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒩𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝓈 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓊𝒶𝑔𝑒, The Original Nether's Language, ꪻꫝꫀ ꪖꪀᥴ꠸ꫀꪀꪻ ꪮ᥅꠸ᧁ꠸ꪀꪖꪶ ꪀꫀꪻꫝꫀ᥅'ᦓ ꪶꪖꪀᧁꪊꪖᧁꫀ, The Ancient Original Nether's Language, ㄒ卄乇 几乇ㄒ卄乇尺'丂 千ㄖ尺Ꮆㄖㄒㄒ乇几 ㄥ卂几Ꮆㄩ卂Ꮆ乇, The Nether's Forgotten Language, ⏁⊑⟒ ⟒⋏⎅⟒⍀ ⌰⏃⋏☌⎍⏃☌⟒, The Ender Language, 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰' 𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔏𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔞𝔤𝔢, The Witches' Forgotten Language and

T̸͕̹͍͙̜̦̤̿̆̽̚͝͝h̷͍͓͇̖̦̽̽̈̽ȩ̸͖̩̩̪̰̩͎͌͑̉͗͊̀̏̕͝ ̷̧̼̫̣̙͔̹̙͒̌͐̅C̵̢̡̖̮̓́̎̅̈́̌õ̵̧̰̮̖͕̓͆͗̀̌ŗ̴̛̦̾́͆́̅͋͗͝͝r̴̝͕̦͎̭͍̔͐̾͌ú̷̮͗̃̀͌͑ͅp̴̫̹̓͑̍̈́͛̄̎ṯ̵̤̮̹̟͙̪̹̙̏͛̓̾͝ę̴̛̫͓̬̭͍̔͊́̈́́̓d̷͈̥͖̖̰͙̺͆̓̏̐̈̑̆̈͛ ̷̞̤̖͚̩̿L̷͇̲̠͔̮͖̊̄̕͝a̴̢͎̬̬͚͉̦̺̋n̶͚͍̲͇͍͍̦̯̟̩͆g̷͉̈̓̆̆ȕ̸̳͓̯̯͈̌͜a̶̯̅͛͒͝g̶̫͒è̴̗͋, The Corrupted Language."

Dream and Xenex turned - or rather one turned, the other tried to turn - to look at a pumpkin orange haired female Watcher on the opposite side of Sasha.