126 126. Dark

Finding these new differences in midnight walker became victim of the calm and warmth drifting off to sleep. If hilda had come in at that moment she would have seen a heartwarming sight, luckily no one came to intrude on the pairs rest.

Opening his eyes walker couldn't see a single thing. It was pitch black... he remembered sitting next to midnight then a second later was here. Not that he knew where here was.

The sounds of clattering bones echoed around him, was he somehow back in the ancient ruins? But how was everything black. There wasn't even a ground where he stood.

Walker could feel something near him, a bond which could only be midnight. "Crack!!!" The sound of shattering bones nearly deafened him. He spun around trying to see where it came from and what it was but couldn't see a thing. There was no light around him so he could make no shape out.