Undoubtedly it was a sunny day with heating sun rays contacting with Loki's scratched, pale face. It was wounded badly although Loki couldn't. feel its pain as he was given medicine. When heated sunlight cast on Loki, his sealed eyes became liveable. While doing a quick movement he finally unsealed his sights. The unstable body of his was still in one. At first, Loki couldn't think of a place where he is right now. His gaze went right and left. All he could see was a wooden cottage made with various types of wood and branches of large trees. The unicorn-shaped ceiling attracted Loki the most. It was made with a white substance that Loki didn't have any idea about. It looked exactly like a house from a fairy tale story and placed here. A large number of leaves were surrounding the entire cottage just like a curtain. It was enough to give someone privacy. Although there were holes in as the leaves fade away with time. Loki understood that this was the reason that made him awake.
In other words, the sunlight came inside through the small holes. Loki felt pretty bad as the pain came again, his heart clenching with agony. The scornful face of Loki with intense pain was noticeable. Not only he wasn't able to move his body but he wasn't able to get his head up from the ground. He was laid flat on the ground. However, there was a certain mat that was making a difference between him and the floor. The floor was indeed made with dirt. He could see the ants going with their army. They were going to a specific place. As he was unable to move his head freely, he couldn't fully grasp the ants' destination. He was looking at them dumbfounded until they went out the range of his sight.
Being frustrated he attempted to move his head slightly to see their end of the journey. To his fortunate, he was able to stride his head a bit.
The arts were going to a single place. When Loki was able to see their destination, his eyes widen with shock. Up until now, he was caring much about his surroundings, but this time he felt a sudden sensation in his mind. It was an alert of danger.
"A-A... Dead body!?" Loki said to himself with a vast amount of pressure. His mouth was hanging open. He was having trouble speaking. Yet, he forgot about that and gave his attention im the dead body lying next to him. It was rotten to the core, what's more, is that it's now the meal for the army of ants.
The situation had turned. What Loki wants now is to leave this place as soon as possible. He didn't want to be the next meal for the ants. He tried to get up while feeling frightened. His hands were moving according to him not his legs. For some reason, the pain went up a level high and was coming around to Loki in a circular loop.