The Vision Of Aftermath

The Aftermath

Jacob looked at the sky from where he was lying on the ground, it was late afternoon. He sighed as he looked at his broken sword, everything around was destruction and rubble. He felt very dizzy and his throat was birning from the ashes. As he got up he saw blood on the spot where he had been lying. He looked at his arm to see a a cut which soaked his Jacket with blood. Nothing was able to compare to that fight, he grabbed his broken blade. This time he could not see a reflection. Unaware if he had won or lost, Jacob felt hopeless. He looked on the cut on his arm before finally blacking out...

He woke up in a blacl void, he told himself it was fake no matter how real it felt. He was telling himself lies... Another figure approached him, a red almost foggy appearing person. As it got closer to him, shackles went tightly around his wrists, he tried to violently yank them off but it was no use. The air began to grow thin around him as the figure touched his shoulder. He felt short of breath, as he was gasping for air he began to feel lightheaded. A scarlet fog began to form, it burned his throat whenever he breathed. The shackles were tightening around his wrists. He ttried to scream but it was muffled by the sound of souls screaming for mercy growing louder and louder. Those souls had been trapped, and he was an intruder to them... new blood...

He looked at the figure and realized the resemblance it had to him. It removed it's hand off his shoulder and vanished without warning. The crimson fog around him felt like thorns in his throat, he could barely breathe. The screams of lost souls filling the empty void of sound continued to grow louder as it felt like they were surrounding him. Was he dead? Was he truly experiencing what Hell is like? Nothing more than an empty space with the dark red fog? He felt a hot breeze on his face as the fog began to disspate. The sword he once held appeared before him, the blade shattered. All of the shards from the shattered steel blade pierced his body until all he could feel was pain. His body was now becoming more blood soaked from several wounds. His vision growing blurry, he was getting dizzy and heard ringing in his ears. Until he then collapsed once more...

To be continued.