Cerillium wrote:Ceril maintained his grasp on Bran and Rachelle.
"Do not struggle to break free. The action will result in your demise."
They were still in the park. The world was cast in shadow. People seemed to glow but the attackers lacked any color.
"Welcome to the spirit realm," he sneered. He held the notion in contempt.
Bran looked around, seemingly not impressed while Rachelle looked around curiously. The girl held on but tried to wipe the inner workings of the dead man off her coat.