M2 The Trial, and the Execution

     Mercer Thorson awoke in a cold, damp room. I felt around and knew it was in some monarchs dungeon. The smell of death was in the air as he searched the room for a way out. I touched something and had one of the visions that took him when I found a new body.

     The man had had the plague, but survived. He didn't want to though, and became a firebrand. He had looked for trouble. He stole things from a lord and ended up here, dead in a cold dark room. I got what he wanted, in the end. But now it was Mercers turn to get what he wanted. He grabbed the dead mans arm and pulled him up from the depths of hell.

     "Hello" I said, to the shivering man who's arm he was now holding.

     "Where am I?!?" said the man, "Don't eat my soul!"

     "That's a new one. I need to get out of this room. You've been here before, and you know how to leave."

     "The a key is in one of these bricks"he said. I let go of the man and he was a skeleton once more Back to the matter at hand. They must have found out about my powers, i thought. Then a door opend, and somebody dragged me out."Mostra te stesso demonio!", said a voice in rapid Italian," Perché è Satana ti ha mandato a noi?!?"They put me down next to a deep well. "Lascia che Dio ti salva, o accidenti a te di nuovo nelle profondità dell'inferno!"
     They pushed me in. I flouted up to the surface of the water. The man who pushed me in, who I now knew to be a priest, said "God save your soul. Amali, bring me the axe." A man alighted from a unseen door holding a massive ax, its viciosly sharp blade gleaming in the glow of a newly-lighted torch.  The man handed the ax to the priest, who said a quick prayer and handed it back. "Do it" The man hefted the menacing weapon, took a breath, and brought it down as hard as he could, right on my neck!
      I had left the dreadful room, but now i was in a even worse position! The smell of death is thick in the air as my fate takes a turn from bad to worse.