The dark was heavy. It was not just the darkness of a cave. It was a thick, heavy blanket that wrapped around Jonah’s mind.Jonah was floating in an endless black ocean. He could not feel his arms. He could not feel his legs. He could not feel the terrible, burning hole in his stomach where the giant bone scythe had cut him.The pain was gone.It was a very strange feeling. For three days, his body had been a prison of pure agony. He had fought monsters, climbed down a mountain, and carried a dying friend. Every single second had been a battle against his own breaking bones and bleeding muscles.But now, in the dark water of his mind, everything was quiet. Everything was peaceful.Is this what death feels like? Jonah thought. It is not so bad. It is just... quiet.Far away, he heard a sound. It sounded like it was coming from the other side of a thick glass window."Dad! Please! Open your eyes!"It was Kevin. The voice was full of absolute heartbreak.Jonah wanted to answer his son. H