CHAPTER TWENTY
Darkness swallowed me first. Then a breath tore out of my lungs like I had just clawed my way out of drowning.
I opened my eyes, I was back again in the mysterious forest.
But the forest… wasn't the forest anymore.
Trees lay shattered and toppled around me, their trunks sliced clean through like a blade sharper than reality itself had cut them. The lake beside me was gone—evaporated—leaving only a cracked bowl of dirt. Black goo clung to the severed wood, writhing slowly, alive in a way that made my skin crawl.
What… happened here?. I thought as memories of my father's head soaring through the sky started to come back to me.
I should've felt pain. I should've felt fear. I should've felt something after Klaus beat me to the edge of death.
But when he cut off my father's head… a part of me died with him.
Everything inside me became a silent, empty vacuum.
Tom…
