The three adventurers approached the monastery. Ambrosius was curious, an actual spirit! He wanted to go right in, but his friends looked nervous. As they circled the lake and approached the monastery, a ghostly figure floated out to meet them.
“Stop…” a rustling voice sounded. He wanted to say something but realized it was not possible. All turned black, and he felt himself falling. The feeling was like falling into a dream, but usually, you’d wake up if that happen. But not now. He felt his heart pounding like crazy and was really warm. The falling sensation stopped.
He opened his eyes and saw where he was. His heart still pounding he walked up to her. You… I… you’re dead? This is not real! It was Marta, smiling. Then he saw the blade. It sticked straight through her torso. He ran toward her as fast as he could. But when he reached her, she turned to dust, still smiling.
When Ambrosius looked up he was back at the arcane tower. He saw Rizemir. In a soothing voice he said, what happened? ‘’Ambrosius’’ Martha she was just… I saw her and then she was dead. Then why did you kill her? Radzimir said abrupt. I didn’t kill her…, he looked down and saw he held a blade covered in blood. In shock he dropped the blade. It fell on the ground with a numb noise. Why did you do that! Rizemir said loudly. Why did you kill her! and why did you kill me!?
The voice from Rizemir came suddenly from behind. He turned around and the blade was in his hand again and he saw he stabbed Rizemir. He quickly let go of the blade and did two steps back in horror. And he saw Rizemir collapsing with the blade in his stomach. He also turned to dust, while saying why did you kill me?
Ambrosius felt lonely, confused and sad. Why ? Why did I kill them. He pulled together and said to himself. This is not real, this is just the spirit’s doing. He wanted to walk but his view shifted again. He was in the forest where he met Tero an Orlita for the first time. Guys! He ran towards them.
Ambrosius, Tero said in a serious voice. Why did you kill them? no, no, no, not again! not again! Ambrosius could only watch as his hand took the blade and sliced Tero open. Bleeding on the ground Tero said, why? I thought we were friends? Ambrosius could only weep as he saw Tero turn to dust just as the others. Ambrosius looked at Orlita. Your not going to tell me why I killed him?
Why would I Orlita asked? I’m dead already because of you. And before Ambrosius could do anything he saw blood and guts again. All alone he wept. Just thinking what this meant. Why would the spirit do this?
He sat in the moss for a while, crying, he felt so lonely and was horrified by the idea that the others were experiencing this kind of nightmare as well. He felt he let his team down. I told them I would face it alone, why did they come after me?
Suddenly a deer came walking past him. It had one eye. It looked at Ambrosius. It was the deer he and Tero ate the day they met one another. And suddenly he remembered. It was not him that brough the companions on his journey. they chose to be there with him. When he realised that. He felt a strong pule back and he was at the monastery again.