Prison
I watched my body burn in the flame of Sunny's dark ritual, my soul released in a stream of negative energy hurling toward the earth plane until it hovered above some building, senses disoriented and groggy. I could see air vents and mechanicals before floating onto the roof. My body felt heavy and out of sorts, weighted oppression engulfed my entire being. My head should've felt like it had been crushed by a boulder, my skin painful to the touch. Oddly, I felt no pain.
I moved to the edge of the building and looked down onto an empty platform where electrical outlets were in abundance and a makeshift podium stood. I recognized this area … the jail where Jacob was being held, awaiting trial for attempted murder.