After swearing out loud for once more Simon had passed out in a dream like state from the dramatic experience that his body (and mind) had just underwent. He felt like he had been sewn into the ground to which he lay, it was unlike anything that he had ever experienced before. He tried jerking his arms upwards first but nothing happened, he tried again but this time he attempted to use the momentum of his whole body to get up but again nothing. He lay on the ground aware of what was going on around him, he could hear leaves rustling and then he could hear footsteps as well. HELP! HELP ME! Simon screamed this at the top of his lungs but it was only own voice bouncing around in his head. Nothing audible had left his mouth this time. He was never going to communicate with the nearby entity. . . Maybe it was because he was like Tyaelaem, no longer alive, only a spirit left to wonder this miserable place. 

As he started to think the absolute worst scenario was when three shadow figures had approached where he lay, two that looked like that Shadows that he had seen through Tyaelaems spirit. However the third was much larger than the others, and not nearly the same shape. One was inches from his line of ‘vision’ [if you would call it that] staring into his soul. It had spoke to him in an unknown language sort of  like they were gargling water while speaking backwards. It's speech was rather rapid and high pitched but before he could fully function it he went from being one with the ground to being launched hundreds of feet into the air. 

While he was in the air he could still hear voices this time they were amplified as if someone was speaking to the whole world in the same garbled language. Simon could view the region they were in as a whole but not in the actual scene of view. He could only see colors of regions. There was a region that was shade of green mixed with purple, there was also a region of blue that he just ascended from. The only other region that he noticed was the most noticeable to him and it was a  jet black with a sort of mysterious feel but before he could gauge his bearings and connect what they meant his body was slammed pulled back down through the blue region back into the ground. This was the place that he originated in with the same three shadow figures next to him. 

A few moments later Simon felt something touch his face, making contacts with his lips. As soon as the liquid touched his lips it was an extremely intense burning sensation, as if it was removing toxins from his body. Everywhere that it had spread through his body burned, but as rapidly the pain started it had stopped. He could slowly start to feel his body move again. He could start to feel his lips move first, his lip was trembling since it felt like an eternity since he last spoke. He figured he would try and wait until he had a little more strength to be able to properly speak. 

While he was waiting he heard a new voice, one that he hadn't even encountered in his dreams 

[quote]What's with the masks? Do they have some significance or something?[/Quote]

 Simon looked over but the figure was still in a shadow state. As Simon laid there hoping something would turn out normal he could feel a slight feeling of uneasiness approach him quite rapidly. Almost like something was descending straight to the ground with a sense of purpose. He could feel it right next to him, an extremely uneasy feeling and his made his body thrashed around eventually giving the owl a boot in the process, right before his body stopped he subconsciously sputtered [color=red] “Doooont trust the owwwwwl” [/color]

Simon noticed that he could half see now, when he closed his right eye and everything was clear as crystal, he looked around and seen Anise, a new guy and that giant dog that the old lady knew. Simon closed his left eye and opened his right and everything was back to Shadows, even though he knew what everything looked like. Simon looked Reus dead in the eyes without saying anything to either of the four entities that were around him.