When the eyes slowly opened, all that could be seen was a barren wasteland. Sandy dunes, with towering pyramids. The sky was cracked, and dripping shards of glass like rain droplets... And a sun was so dim and reflected it didn't hurt to stare qr, although the periodic warmth against one's face caused them to look down at blood that covered the ground beneath them.
Upon raising a hand, one could feel the sticky, red liquid and see it too as it dripped from their head. Looking up, the vision was blurred and any sound was distorted and wavering. Trying to get up, but only to stumble, one would slowly rise with buckling knees to stare off at the rustic view around them. A headache pulsed and continued on as they tried to walk, breathing labored and their lungs feelings scorched and dried out.
Muffled voiced echoed out all around, sounding like tormented howls and cries as they drifted on by.
"Nobody loves you. Nobody needs you."
"JUST GET RID OF THEM ALL. NOBODY WILL REMEMBER YOU. WHY DID YOU BOTHER?!"
The voices sounding so tormented and pained, continued on endlessly, driving the one who stood there mad. The constant cries and screams starting to slip from one's lips in agreement. The more the words were uttered, the more the blood dripped from their head. Eyes seeing, red, gritted teeth and seething hate. Sadness was spun into fear, fear being heated into anger.
Within mere seconds, a cold chill flooded over one's body, time feeling slow. Pain struck harder than anything else and one lost consciousness, tumbling over onto steaming sands.
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