lost and found // brallon

cinq.

i see blinding light.

then nothing.

the dense fog slowly lifts and i find myself in a vast chamber. the chamber is eerily empty, just me and the nylon necklace I can't seem to remove.

in this room awaits three red tinted hallways.

as i approach the path on the right, the humid summer air gets warmer and warmer.

soon after, the air is scalding and my senses are overwhelmed with the smell of sulfur.

i'll get over it.