Chapter 6: Ch.4- Wrath’s fire

I blinked my eyes, my vision adjusting to the unfamiliar environment. Everywhere I looked, a deep red sky stretched out endlessly, surrounding me with its darkness. 

Where am I? The last thing I remembered was diving into a lagoon, desperately trying to evade the butterflies. What in the world...how did I end up here...?

I slowly stand up and look around me. The deep crimson sky seemed to stretch out to eternity in all directions, like a blanket of blood. In the distance, I could see jagged orange peaks rising from the sand, and the sun setting on the far horizon. Everywhere around me roared an eerie silence. I seemed to be in some kind of weird desert.

I felt my chest slowly tighten with fear as I realized that I had no idea what was happening. My first instinct was to reach for the knife I had in my bag, but my fingers met nothing but air. I frantically looked around me, but all that I found were empty spaces where my clothes and bag were. I was empty-handed in an unknown environment with probably some kind of connexion to the Abyss. The situation was bad.

I heightened every sense, trying to make sense of the situation I was in, I feared that some kind of monster will attack me. 

After some waiting, I couldn't feel anything. But I didn't drop my guard down.

More time passed and I realized that I was just being paranoid and instead, I focused my efforts on finding an exit. I spent my time digging in the sand and running in all directions. I had no idea how long I had been stuck here, but it seemed like an eternity. Fear and desperation fueled my every action as I tried to find an exit from this seemingly endless expanse of sand. I feared dying from inanition.

I began walking, my mind spinning thinking of a solution to my new problem. There were no signs of other individuals anywhere close, just an endless expanse of orange dunes. Nothing about it seemed familiar, yet something stirred inside of me. 

Have I been here before? I know I haven't, nothing is familiar about this area, but something is at the same time. A strange feeling that I don't understand and can't quite put into words, just like all the other sentiments that sometimes assault me. 

Living is strange. Does this happen to everyone at some point in their lives, was this normal? Did people just suddenly get transported to another place and I didn't know about it? Is it because I entered the lagoon or due to another factor? Maybe I drown and lost consciousness. Maybe I'm dead... 

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