Staring into the abyss. Sighing to himself. Necro stood there, staring into the abyss, as told earlier. But the abyss seemed endless. Pointless. Familiar. Static.
He turned his attention to something, someone else.
"I know you are there," his deep voice, yet slightly raspy rang out.
You didn't. You didn't know that as you read the words on the page you were transported here. If not physically, mentally. You were, or still are, here, therefore a fraction of your soul remains here. But... you thought you were invisible. Unable to be seen by the regular naked eye.
Or so you thought.
"Your presence rings out like a shark in a school of fish, there's no use in hiding," Necro informed. Despite the words that were just said, you stay invisible. Maybe, just maybe, if you stay silent for just long enough, if you hold your breath for a little bit, he might think you left. The horse just smiled, seemingly to himself. He knew otherwise.
He always will.
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