Kyran found himself transported in a white room, as soon as he entered the vortex. Actually, he was not sure if he was inside a room. The whiteness of the surroundings gave him the illusion that the room was spacious wherein it was hard to determine how far the walls were or high the ceiling was.
As Kyran stood there, he suddenly had a feeling of being watched. It made him feel uneasy and instinctively wanted to hide. However, because of the absence of color in the room, Kyran's all-black attire stood out like a sore thumb. It would be hard for him to hide no matter where he go.
'I hate this feeling,' Kyran thought while clenching his fist.
Kyran did not move at once. Instead, he took a deep breath to calm his nerves, before assessing the situation.
