It's no good going on living in the ashes of a dead happiness.
But for Zane, the ash was the last hope.
He was in the unknown and the only thing around him other than darkness was a flame of ash.
If he wanted to at least know what would happen, if not his exit, he had to interact with the ash.
Therefore, he touched it.
He grabbed the ash in his fist.
Whiteness flashed in front of his eyes.
Even though he didn't want to, his eyes went shut on their own.
The very next second though, noises entered his ears.
He shot open his eyes and he was welcomed with…
"Fuck! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
A shout.
But the shout did nothing to Zane as he was in front of someone he didn't ever think was possible.
"What the hell, man?"
It was Xavier.
He was in front of Xavier.
Xavier was in front of him.
Seeing the man, Zane broke into a smile.
He touched Xavier's shoulder and his smile widened.
It was real.
He wasn't dreaming.
He escaped the void.
