Yet another day has passed since the Elias and I failed to uncover the secrets behind my vision.
Elias has not contact me since, either with the totem or at the training grounds.
Which in turn made me fearful for his safety.
I pray he's not fatally harmed,
Today, I'm hoping I'll get to see him when we get to the training grounds.
Malcom takes my side, escorting me to the door.
He's quiet, he's been quiet, ever since that day.
And I don't know why.
Also, I'm too afraid to ask.
Our walk to the door is carried by the sounds of giant footsteps in an empty hall, the footsteps had never been louder.
But we finally make it to the door, Malcom does the honours, and pulls it open.
I intend to step forward, make my way out.
But what I fibd stops me in place.
Several jeeps roll into the courtyard, all parking one after the other.
And as they stop, wolves in black suits emerge.