Soviet Russia

The third story of beyong me

Blood stained the white camisa I was wearing. "Oh great" I said sarcastically. Jonathan laughed "It's okay just throw it away when you change" he said with a smirk-like grin. I gave him a confused look. "It's my shirt" he said. Mason wondered off into a huge cave. I grabbed Jonathan's hand and ran to catch up to Mason. "How did we get here" I asked remembering I only fell asleep. "Well considering whatyou are you rum off to places when you sleep and you summon people according to what problem your in" Mason explained. I looked at Jonathan my face making it look like...