Lean Time For Heroes

Remi didn't so much open the door as collapse against it. His mind yanked absently at the earth that he'd packed in the woodwork to keep Sam from following him. Given that it was still there, the ascended must still be inside. Or...he might have gone out another entrance. The alchemist, in his haste, hadn't considered that. What if Sam had done just that, and was now out in the dark and the snow searching for two someones who were no longer there? Please be here, please be here Remi silently repeated as he shoved the large door open. Letting Isla go first—it didn't even occur to Remi that she would ever stay outside—Remi turned and shouldered the door shut behind him, locking ever bolt and turning every latch before spinning to survey the darkened room. Only he didn't have to look very long or hard. Sam was right there. Remi's heart couldn't even flutter or feel relieved, it was far too shaken, his mind too frayed. As Sam recoiled, Remi frowned. Looking down he saw the dark sickly ascended fluid all over him, believing that was what the bookmaker was reacting to. "No, Sam, it is fine. I found Isla. It is all alright." He said, the jumble of words probably making absolutely no sense what so ever. REMI What have I become? My sweetest friend—Everyone I know goes away in the end If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way