'What the fuck was that?!'
Sloth, after whispering in his ear, crawled away and back to her throne, then began napping again.
Taking the opportunity, Vale wasted no time in getting the fuck out of there the moment his legs decided to listen to him.
Who cared if he had questions for a damned oracle! He wanted to live!
With shaky steps, he sauntered off into nothingness. Putting one foot in front of the other until white consumed black, and found himself on the ground.
Vale lay on his back and stared up into the white expanse with an absent expression, taking taxing breaths.
Mias was kneeling nearby, inspecting the inky door as it closed.
"You okay?"
Vale continued to lightly hyperventilate as he forced himself up. He couldn't help but vocalize his thought from earlier.
"What in the hell was that…?"
Mias's face narrowed as he studied Vale's body as if something was wrong with it. But, soon his face returned to normal, and he asked:
"Care to explain?"
