บท 339: Feeling Ill 2

As Zagan struggled to understand what disturbing process was happening to him now with a beating heart in his chest, he sent a hastily typed text to his second.

'I must return to Gray Vale. I will not be long. Bring Zosime back to containment and wait for more instructions. The Luna is in containment in the castle, and the Winter has on cuffs. I instructed Brandt to keep them fed.'

While Zagan was typing, the loud knocking of the heart in his chest ceased its beat once again. It felt like he had been thrust into the world of color and life, blood rushing loudly in his ears, before it all came to a screeching hault and knocked the breath back out of his lungs. The room fell dark and cold, the soft rosy pink of health faded from behind his skin, and once again Zagan was sucked out of the living world into a frozen, undecidable space where he existed between life and death.