Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20140109162220/@comment-24344819-20140109182755

The food was mostly fish but a loaf of bread was on it too, along with a flagon of wine. While eating Jasic went over the things he knew for sure:

He was inside the iceberg that the ghosts came from.

The room without doors or windows was an illusion.

He was probably watched or observed otherwise.

Whoever had brought him here had control over the ghosts and might even be behind their attack on the fleet.

He was here for a good reason.

Jasic wondered if he was the only one here. Had his friends been brought here too? ''Terra is definetly not here otherwise he would have already destroyed the whole place. ''Did they wonder where he was? Where they looking for him? Or worse, did they believe him dead? If so he could not hope for rescue or help. He had now finished eating his meal.

Jasic decided to take the initiative. "Thanks for the food." he said out into the open.

"You´re welcome" a voice answered.