Chapitre 189: Abyss

Darkness.

Darkness everywhere.

This was a different darkness than the hot, humid fog the Runners had spread over the battlefield. That darkness had burned the nose, stung the eyes, enveloped one like a thick blanket aiming to suffocate the life out of you.

Sounds came from everywhere at once, sight and smell were overwhelmed to the point of uselessness, and the humidity was enough to make one feel like they were walking through the rain.

This darkness… had none of that.

No sound, no smells, no taste or touch or sight. All five of Morne's senses worked overtime to try to find something, anything within all of this, but there was only a deep, endless void.

'That's… wrong,' he thought slowly, his mind chugging along at a snail's pace. He didn't know how or why, but he knew on some fundamental level that what he was seeing wasn't a void.

It was an abyss.