Day's Summary [Abridged]

Tyr was trapped in a dream. No, it was accurate to say he was trapped in a nightmare with everyone he had ever killed.

This was overwhelming because he had met Erik before in one of his dreams but there was something different about this.

Tyr felt he was in Hel, there was no mistaking it as the atmosphere was devoid of colour with souls wandering endlessly as they wailed.

Tyr knew he had to get out of here because something told him that if he stayed here for too long then he wouldn't be able to return to his reality.

Tyr knew this was a dream but that didn't help him much, he knew that something was sickening about the air, it was like it drew life from his very soul.

He didn't just see Erik but faces he had never seen before, Erik was among the wandering souls despite just slitting his throat moments ago.

"What the fuck is going on?" Tyr muttered to himself, there was no doubt that he still retained his sense of self, unlike the others.