As the boys stepped into the cave's dark entrance, the black mist pressed against their bodies. The freezing, black mist blanketed their skin, tingling through them as if tiny worms were crawling on their skin's surface.
"I don't like this," Mike complained, rubbing his arm.
"Agreed," Chad whispered back. His whisper bounced off the mist in a slightly louder echo. 'Weird,' he thought.
Renn slowly walked, her eyes glowing brightly, as her magical sight attempted to penetrate the dark mist to see what was beyond it. She still couldn't see anything.
Drake followed his familiar as she moved slowly forward, forcing his way through the thick mist. It had a pressure all its own. It felt alive…wrong.
With one hand, Drake formed a firewall, throwing it forward through the freezing, dark mist. The mist sucked it in, then a sizzling sound was heard. The fire didn't part the black mist; it was sucked through it.
