Of Things That Might Come To Past (Open to Titans.)
Jarrod was feeling pretty out of sorts he had had a rather disturbing vision recently and he was not sure what it meant, but it really scared him. Unlike his usual visions which use actively caused this one had just come to him out of the blue without warning.

He had seen a black book with the symbol of a prism eating light on it. He then saw it become freed from what he could only assume was the vault imprisoning it. There was chanting though he could not see or tell where the voices were coming from. He also couldn’t really make out what they were seeing but they gave him really ominous vibes. Then from out of the vault like a black swarm rings baring the same symbol as the book flew out of it. The black cloud then spread across the cosmos to the dead. The hands of the dead reached out to the ring as if accepting their dark power though he wasn’t entirely certain about the truth behind that. He thought he recognized some of the people but he was to uncertain of it. Then all he could see was blackness.

He wanted to look and know more but he didn’t know where to look and he was scared to look. He had talked to his mom about that and found out she had seen something similar but was just as lookless as him on what it meant.

He had teleported to the Titians Towers to see if a new setting would help up his mind at ease but it hadn’t.

So he had made himself a pot of herbal tea to drink and sat down in the living room.