Suddenly the motion sickness and drifting of Brother Marcus Steven's soul stopped.
You felt attached suddenly, but surrounded in darkness. You had no idea what you had become, or where you were. Was this the endless void, the twisting nether? Were you going to be trapped in blackness, unable to move or feel forever?
Despite the inability to sense or perceive anything, you still managed to 'feel' a presence of powerful magic energy. You couldn't identify it, but it didn't feel like Shadow or Holy magic; the magic wasn't your own. Whatever you were with carried a powerful seal to it.
Drowned in despair, the only thing you still had was your own thoughts, but without senses, they even seemed to fade in time. You questioned how the mind control spell targeted something on its own, and how you were literally 'ripped' from your body. From what you had read, that was unnatural to the spell. Did something external interfere? You asked this many times... before you completely lost track of time. It could have been minutes, or it could have been hours, but eventually your mind and soul were awakened by a powerful and magical vibration that seemed to creep from within you. It was pushing you somewhere.
Being with nothing, you saw no risk and followed it. Slowly, the darkness turned to light, and then suddenly you were catapulted back in to reality.
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