Rest and Recovery... and Running

[Erik Vrell]

Erik was trying not to read the minds of his two friends but occasionally picked up feelings to distress from the two. He didn't ask them about it though, they would bring it up themselves if they wanted to. He looked towards the sky as axorn said it was getting dark. "That was fast." Erik mumbled. It felt like the sun has risen only a few hours ago, although it had been closer to ten or so hours. He wasn't keen to sleep in another abandoned warehouse but didn't have much choice. The group soon found an abandoned building that looked like it had been recently vacated. It didn't seem possible, but this place seemed worst than the last. The windows were boarded up and it smelt like death. Erik thought he heard rats scurrying around in the dark but couldn't see any. He volunteered to keep watch again, he couldn't sleep in a place like this if he tried. Despite this fact, he was incredibly drowsy as he hadn't slept since he had come to the omniverse. While he wasn't sure about their exact location, Erik could tell that they were going deeper into the city. There were no people wandering about and there was an eerie silence that made Erik's skin crawl. He spent the night with his hand on mageslayers hilt. He was relived when morning finally came and was unsure if they should continue heading the same direction but didn't voice his opinion. Surely he was just being paranoid. Right?