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Escaping the void of unconscious to unrevealed the threads of reality, one must say it was a pleasure from resting the events of past time.

This was not the case...

My case to be exact.

Opening 2 objects of sight, only to openly stare what appeared to be a horrific seening.

In which alerted all other 5 senses, including the one of danger.

All around bland colors absorbed through my vision. Collecting beeping sound to tear delicate perception into a stinging buzz across my being. Resulting the vibrations of tasting fear coming out of parted lips.

I need to find freedom from this place.

So I did.

Opening the portal, I saw these creatures.

Looking as terrifying as the dungeon where I laid before. With a strange appearance of some kind of aliens, but blending in with the scene itself.

Of course this was their home, where they lay to live and thrive.

Just as colorless as the walls full of whiteness like time itself stop and reverted back before the big bang. Holding some kind of weapon, while it appears to be communicating with one another.

Then there was some that look like death itself. Possibly close to him too. But they did little to no movement.

While the ones that were communicating walk over them and seem to suck the life out of them. With those looks, oh those looks of enjoying torture with that strange curve on their face. It look like a red thin circle that was cut in half only the bottom remaining.

Motionless ones had a twisted emotion etched on their head front.

The answer was laid out for I had to be gone and unseen before fate comes to collect me

But I was too paralyzed to do nothing because of this the mysterious beings saw me.

Upon seeing my state, they began to screech, possibly alerting one another.

No chance to think, reliable on instinct, the bottom limbs reacted.

Going one in front of the other. Till coming another portal, this one glowing drawing in my mortal sense of being safe.

Looking back I saw them.

As if they were hunting to fit the category of predators.

And I was their prey.

Hearing a ding brought me back to the act of survival.

With this I slammed myself into the mysterious cage closing itself to the last sight of them reaching out to catch me.

Not knowing the dangers from this ride for me to prove the way off this hell.

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