Chapter 42: A Leviathan’s dream - 2
The city started to tremble. The ground beneath Rhys’s feet shook violently. The silent, ruined towers around them began to crumble.
Large pieces of ancient stone fell into the dark water, sending up huge clouds of silt. The whispers that filled the water grew louder.
They turned from sad murmurs into a single, deafening roar of hunger. Rhys instinctively grabbed Yuki, pulling her close to protect her from the falling debris.
[Yu swhuld ttink abwt yurself hos...]
’What?’ he thought.
The System’s voice was garbled. It did not make any sense. Everything started to become vague in his eyes. He thought he was hugging Yuki, but he was not hugging her at all.
He felt nothing in his arms. He blinked, trying to focus. But when his eyelids opened, the place where he should have been was gone.
The focus of his eyes changed.
He was in a small, simple room. The walls were made of rough, dark wood. A single, square window let in the bright morning light.
Through the window, he could see the masts of tall ships and hear the distant sound of seagulls. The air smelled of salt and fish. He was lying in a small, narrow bed.
The blanket was thin and scratchy. He sat up. He felt a dull ache in his head. Confusion gave way to clarity, but the clarity felt artificial.
A female voice sounded from the other side of the door. It was a familiar voice, but the familiarity also felt artificial.