There were no special movements or signs. It was as if everything had happened so suddenly.
The world around him, the world that he could see and sense, all lost its color in an instant.
The world was real to humans.
There was color, a breeze, and a real touch and smell.
There were also many feelings that didn't belong to the five senses, but only the real world could give people a sense of peace and security.
But now, this feeling was quickly fading away.
Like an old photo that had gone through too many years, the whole world began to fade.
Then, there was a dark red light everywhere. Cracks appeared in every inch of the air around him, covering everything.
A wind filled with the smell of rust entered his nose.
Sparse and withered hands grew out from the ground. Their fingertips were ferocious, as if they were going to grab everything.
In the distance, all the buildings and human figures began to flicker, turning from real existence to faint shadows.
