I was drawn into death, and I felt my soul being drawn into the massive engine that always brings me back… but something was different; it was almost as if there was a massive eye behind me that was searching for my soul.
At first, I thought this was a phantom left behind from my death, until I heard a loud hiss like a snake,
"Tttssss… Where art thou that steals the broken arc of the heavens…."
A deep fear filled my shattered soul, but the sound of the engine covered everything, and I felt the weight of my flesh settle around my soul, and the fear vanished,
I woke to my sister's voice, and I breathed a sigh of relief, as the familiarity of it settled on me like a warm coat.
"Up, up, lazy cur. Elric, I say, wake up!"
Then I frowned, the voice of Mel was the same, the cadence was perfect, except it was now coming from a hand's breadth to my left, low and slightly muffled, and there was a wet, rhythmic crunching underneath it.
