Forever Lost

Chapter Twenty-Six: Blue-Skinned Joe

The next room is fairly small, the walls, floors, and ceiling constructed of concrete, various pieces of weapons lay on the wall, mannequins showing off pieces of armor. To the left there lay a blacksmiths forge, as well as the smith. To the right lay a glass wall. Behind that is targets. Stalls are against the glass wall.

"This is Coagmentatum, where our blacksmith can smith, as well as a shooting range, also providing training for guns and archers, and the occasional target practice." Stealth announces.

I turn to find a thick boned man, milky brown skin, hair, and eyes, hammering away at a glowing strip of metal. My mind tells me that this is Fear.

I wander over there, swinging my legs in circles like a child. "What-cha working on?" I mimic the voice, nearly spot on.

He looks up from his work, but only for a moment. "A steel sword, how you enjoying Neimock?"

"I knew I told them!" Stealth shouts, making a huge gesture with her arms. We all look at her. "Sorry,"

I return my attention to Fear. "It's fine, I guess. There's so many rooms!"

He chuckles. "Not that much, only eight total." he replies casually.

"Eight? This place is huge!"

He laughs. "You'll get used to it with time."

I jump when I hear a gun fire. "What the fuck was that?" Another one fires and I jump. "My god, what is that?"

"Huh?" a clueless voice answers. I recognize it immediately.

"Joe?"

"What!?" he yells.

I sigh and make my way over to one of the stalls. I'm alarmed to find Joe, but with blue skin. I jump back in shock. "Gah! What happened to you?"

He groans. "Rebecca's spell had a minor flaw."

I nod, lowering my arms slowly. I turn around when I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"Stealth says we need to move on. Got two hours before closing time." Chris tells me causally. I nod, waving goodbye to blue-skinned Joe as we walk through another air lock door. I take Chris's hand as we enter a large field.

I can't see the end, nor can I see the walls. I turn around and I can't even see the door we just came in through. "What the-" I start.

"The doors are hidden behind the sky." Chris whispers to me.

"Well how do we escape?" I inquire, my mind seeming to go crazy.

"The further you walk, the easier it will be to see." We begin to walk through the tall grass. "Basically, when standing in the center, the walls appear as a mist, or a wall of fog."

I nod in understanding. We catch up to Stealth in the center of the meadow.

"This is, what we call, Aperta Pratum. Here, our swordsman, gymnasts, and mage's train." She falls on her back, lying in the grass, her arms spread out, a relaxed smile on her face. She sighs in pleasure. "Take a few minutes to relax." and she closes her eyes.

Chris and I shrug and begin walking in a random direction.

All around us there is tall grass. There's a small incline of land to the left. I can see a small river running along it. The sky is clear blue, few clouds to block the sun. It's definitely a calming place.

Until a thin line of what appears to be lightning passes mean, nearly hitting me. Thankfully, Chris stopped me or else I'd be a strip of bacon. I turn my head to find a tall girl wearing a pearly white thin robe, shoulder length, light brown -or maple- hair with hazel eyes dart down the field, running right in front of me. "Sorry!" she hollers back before sending another spark out from the palm of her hand.