44 Amanda the evil spirit

The spirit directly entered Alex's body; there was no time for him to react. Suddenly, Alex's vision turned blank, like all the light from the world had been stolen, making it devoid of any shine.

Everything was dark; not even a shred of light was present. Alex couldn't distinguish anything; it was like he had appeared in an abyss.

"Where am I?"

"Am I—Am I—Am I."

His voice started to echo, reaching further and further into the invisible horizon.

When the words subsided, he was able to feel his limbs; he moved them up, and to say it was shocking wouldn't do it justice.

He was in a phantom form; his entire upper body was filled with glowing silver particles from head to knee, resembling a silver galaxy full of light.

These sparks seemed to travel downward toward the ground. When they passed by his legs, the area below the knee was the only part that was dark black. But a stream of silver sparks was making it visible.