I watch as everything around me is getting drained of colour, the whole world becoming black and white, literally. Looking over at the previously dark red desk chair that the Prophet sat on, and seeing the furniture item fade into a lighter shade of grey while its occupant still kept the lively colour in his cheeks and also on his clothes, made my eyes widen to the point that I thought they will pop,
Never in my life have I been so freaked out, and I fought monsters, killed until I lost count, and saw beheaded corpses and hearts being ripped out in chests, but this is something else.
"This is our cue." The Prophet announces, somehow making me feel a little more at ease, because it means I'm not the only one witnessing the strange phenomenon.
Before I know it, everything is back to norma
