Arya looked around the church cautiously. She felt colder the further she got, she felt more miserable with every step she took. In the distance she saw a pitch black bubble, bulging with energy. Arya stopped dead in her tracks backing away a little. Her hands were icecold. She saw a hooded figure infront of the bubble chanting a song that send shivers down her spine. She stared into the darkness and somehow was drown towards it.
Suddenly she felt someone grab her wrist and she instantly woke up from her trance. She jumped and quickly turned around looking into Jason's red eyes.
Smoke came from his skin. Was it burning? "Jason! Are you okay? You're burning!" She saw that he was in pain and supported him. Then he spoke: "Its not safe here. If they have the power to wield darkness in a place like this, then they have more power than even I do. We need to leave before they kill us all. We're no help to Ansen if we're dead."
Arya nodded her head. She feared that if Jason didn't leave, he would die.