you looked around peacony, trying to find black swan, or atleast misha. But no, no one’s there, you can hear the fresh breeze.

’why can’t I find them?’ you think to yourself, until you hear a different voice echo in your head.

’ why not?’

’huh?! Is someone reading my mind?’* your eyes widen

’why not?, look over your shoulder.”

you look over your shoulder, and see Acheron.