Chapter 3

"Is he dead?"

"No. He is alive, but poor soul what happened to him?"

"Did you say he crawled out of the well?"

"Yes."

"That's impossible."

"It's true mother. I saw him, he looked like a monster."

Lucian could hear the voices but he could barely speak or move. He couldn't even open his eyes to see the people talking about him. Crawling out of the well had taken the last amount of strength that he had left.

"He is breathing."

Lucian could feel someone touching him, even trying to lift him up.

"Help me! We should take him home and tend to him."

"We can't just take a stranger home."

"Are you suggesting we leave him here to die?"

It was quiet for a moment. "I didn't think so. Now help me."

As more hand began to grab him the voices slowly became distant before they disappear completely and he fell into the darkness that he was so used to by now.

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