Esma’s pov

“Ouch!” I groaned as I tried to move my leg. We fell from what I supposed to be the sky now. we truly are in hell, I guess.

I looked up from where we fell and it was nothing. There was not a sky, nothing but just darkness. dark enough to find it hard to see and light enough to see our surroundings.

My healing was not that fast as it was used to be. Maybe it was one of the disadvantages of coming to the world of undead. Although there was a light scratch, it was surely healing slowly if not like normal.

First thought of mine...