The Akul

Episode 2, Rick Marshal

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“Ashisha shoo, Ashisha shoo,” black forms sat in rows, in an amphitheater carved from reddish-brown rock, chanting. The Shadowy nightmare ebbed and flowed in clarity, not quite materializing into a reality. Then Rick woke to intense pain everywhere. Tears formed in his eyes, and it was difficult to breathe. He was looking up at the treetops. It was daytime; the shadows of the canyon walls kept the mean sun from him and…