"Uh, what the actual fuck?!" was the only thing Jason could think as he saw what was in front of him. He knew that he was tired from his work, and that he had taken a puf of green to relax his nerves before going to bed, but this was ridiculous.

Two people, a man and a woman were bowing repeatedly at him, their faces a mix of fear and excitement. They seemed to be possessed by something because as soon as they saw Jason they continued to chant something, but Jason was to preoccupied looking around. He was no more in his bedroom, house, or even his city if his eyes didn't decive him. Wet black stone carved by time was all that surrounded him on four sides, stalactites descended from the ceiling like spears from heaven, and moonlight shone down from a strange circular hole. Jason tried to see if he could get a glimpse of the sky, but he could only see some shining crystal on the ceiling which made him rise his eyebrow. You could see the gears on his head spinning.

'OK, this is definitely some kind of prank, but by who? My friends....nah, they too stoned for that, my coworkers.....nah, they don't have a reason, or could it be someone from my family? Man, is this some kind of intervention, scrared straight lind of shit?!' thought Jason as he started to become irritated. He looked around for any cameras or microphones, but he couldn't find any. The lack of natural light also didn't help him , only making him squint. After a minute he became bored of the hide and seek game and directed his attention towards the two 'paid actors' who were still singing something in gibberish.

"Hey, you two, what is this shit? Is this some kind of hidden camera, because I didn't agree to this shit." spoke Jason, but the two of them didn't answer and continued their charade. This of course didn't sit well with Jason as he didn't appreciate games so he moved forward in order to give them a piece of his mind, but not after three steps he crashed headfirst into something.

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"Fuck! What the fuck is this?!" said Jason as he rubbed his aching nose, and touched something in front of him. It seemed like a transparent wall was preventing him from going forward, so he tried to go around bu he seemed to be surrounded in a circle.

"Hey you fuckers, answer me! What the fuck is this, a new kind of transparent glass or some shit? Answer me!"

Jason completely lost it as he begun to hit the transparent obstacle with his hands and feet frantically, something that startled the two observers. They began to chant more and more quickly, and something begun to change, crimson light begun to shine beneath Jason's feet. He was startled by this as he jumped back, only one thing crossing his mind at that moment ' What the fuck is a pentagram doing here?'

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In a village of the Glanacia Kingdom , inside a mud house, a couple, a man and a woman were sitting near the fireplace. The flames were red hot and dancing with the wind, but no warmth seemed to penetrate their skin. They were pale as they moved closer towards a bed made out of hay. In it laid a child , a boy no more than ten years old and his face was even paler than the couple. He breathed very lightly, his breath not even beeing able to scare a mosquito. He was clearly sick.

"My child..." whispered the woman who seemed to be in her late twenties. She had black eyes and brown hair styled in a bun painting the figure of a working woman, but her face was starting to wrinkle. Her eyes were bloodshot clearly from crying as tears had formed lines on her face.

"Lara...you should save your strength, crying nonstop doesn't make it better. You also should eat something, you have lost a lot of weight." said the man as he added some dried twigs in the fireplace to keep the cold at bay. The man's face was stoick as he seemed to think of something, but his eyes were also red, and his knuckles white from balling his fist too hard.

"Zef...I can't stand it anymore...I can't stand to see our child suffer. He is but a boy, he doesn't deserve this...*sob**sob*

Tell me Zef...is this retribution for our sins, is it? If it is.....

"Stop talking! Just stop....

"But...sob sob...he is suffering! Maybe we weren't ment ment to be...it was forbidden after all....

"Woman, this is the last time I tell you!" angrily shouted the man as he raised his hand. His wife was startled as she hadn't seen this side of her husband before, but she couldn't say anything so she begun sobbing at the head of her child. Tears dripped on his face , but he didn't respond, he didn't even open his eyes.