Kapitel 40: Two sides of a coin

'It's time.'

Finrod threw himself up with his reinforced arms, arching his legs up and forward and having it go through the window. He landed cleanly on a moldy ground, one that was strangely wet and riddled with the powder that had poured out the window.

He was in a squatting position focusing his sight on the ground beneath him, he felt his hand on the layer of white particles rubbing it lightly and taking a little on his index finger.

He brought it to his face, further observing it.

"Hmmm…"

He slowly turned his eyes from his fingers and immediately he was met with a horrific image.

Where he was, was the sitting room, the largest of the rooms in the hut and usually they had many things like furniture, some arts and plants, however this had nothing but a ghoulish display in its center.