What..?

Corvo had expected it to be immensely painful like the time he was shot, but it just felt like he was falling, but something was off.

It didn't feel as if he was moving in any particular direction, it mainly felt as if he were flying upwards yet he could feel air rushing past him as if he were falling.

The sensation on his skin felt not unlike passing through a wall of light that accepted him as Lord Protector, all the hairs on his body were standing up with the curious tingling of ants on his body. A slightly worrying fact was that he could faintly smell burning and the potions he had on him were bubbling yet Corvo felt cold if anything.

He endured this for several minutes and was began to wonder if this was all a deception by the Outsider to dispose of him, when he saw a spectrum of light penetrating the otherwise seamless darkness around him. It started beneath him and slowly spread around him until he was contained in a bubble of it, an he could faintly hear music.

Wumph!

He landed as if he'd stepped of a box rather than falling what must have been hundreds of feet.

All of his gear remained intact, his potions hadn't evaporated and all in all was in pretty good condition.

He dusted himself of (out of habit really) and examined his surroundings.

He appeared to be in an extremely bright field with an extremely bright tree with what appeared to be a rather precarious castle lodged in a mountain side several miles away. Well, the Outsider had said magic was in extreme levels here, maybe the locals used it somehow, similar to the way he used it...

He spotted a town about a kilometre away and a... Yellow horse in the field?

What..? The hell..? He though to himself. Is every single thing here spat out of an elixir high?!?!!

Not knowing if is was hostile or if it was some kind of alarm system, (he'd spotted wings of some sort folded against its sides) he decided to test out one of his new powers.

"Spiritus" he whispered under his mask, he felt a curious sensation ripple through out his body.

It felt as if he'd become heavier and lighter at the same time, looking down at his hands he saw that they weren't there.

Wraith, that was the name given by the Outsider to this ability. He was now invisible and could pass through objects, provided they weren't thicker than about a meter, however he could only move slowly and cannot interact with any solid object others than the ground and living beings. He was invisible, however that would wane depending on how many we're looking at him, and for how long.

He approached the horse and dropped wraith, leaning out from behind a tree, he knew he could hold wraith for a full two minutes he didn't want to push it. Looking out at the horse he observed its mane and tail, a bright pink colour and its wings, the same as its fur, some kind of camouflage?

He reached up with his knife hand, being careful to not stab himself in the head, reached for the tiny knob that controlled the lense magnification in his mask. Carefully he twisted it up to level one and admired it easier.

He started suddenly, he could hear a voice!?

He twisted the zoom back out and looked for the voice's source only to find it had mysteriously gone silent. He looked at the horse, and blinked (not the telportation kind), and back to the horse, double blink, horse, treble blink, horse, quadruple blink.

"No fuckin' way..." He cursed " you've got to be kiddin me."

" I'm gonna prove its not so, just to restore sanity."

He zoomed... And cursed.

Outsider. What. The. Fu-