Mon'Ter

Chapter 128: Abyss of Black Fog

Shadows swirled in the air, covering the party members in a vast cocoon of black. The surrounding fog submerged them like a thick blanket, they almost couldn’t tell they were falling even with all the wind pressure at their backs.

It should have been… Unsettling, by all accounts.

And yet...

The more time that passed, as they watched the little ray of light on the top slowly close up, the more they relaxed. Felt drowsy. And even began to succumb into the notion of closing their eyelids.

Sereia became the first to fall prey to this hollow nap, her ragged breathing and will to shout, instantly overpowered by a strong urge for sleep.

Namir followed shortly, his frame going face first downward through the hole as his consciousness left him, undoubtedly, he must have been feeling as if floating amidst beautiful clouds of white, not this tar like fog.

Lanos mustered the strength to yell into the darkness, but for naught, his voice felt