"Come on," Sunshine grabbed Carson's hand, racing off to a plaza whose lights blinked in grey. The air was heavy, stiffing too. Shadows stretched unnaturally, arms reaching out to grab them from the ground, twisting like living things.
They came to a dead, end, a locked door. There were no windows, so nothing for them to climb into and enter the plaza. So, they stood at the edge of the plaza, clinging to their weapons.
"We should use dragonoids to set the on fire," Carson suggested. "Or splash some paint on them. Maybe they are allergic to color." He said through shallow breath. He stepped i front of Sunshine, protectively. "Stay behind me ma'am. I can regenerate, no matter what happens,"
Sunshine pushed him aside. "We should focus. They want our fear; we cannot give it to them. How strong is your mind? If you cannot hold on, I will send you back."
Carson shook his head. "I am staying." If she was here, it was for a good reason. He would stay and help her.
