Suddenly, everything around them swirled into a vortex of light and shadow. Sia felt herself being pulled away from the garden, her feet leaving the ground. She reached out for Anthony, but the force of the vortex was too strong.
"Sia!" Anthony's voice echoed through the swirling darkness.
Sia's heart raced as the world around her dissolved, her body twisting in the chaos. She could feel the very fabric of time bending, but just as quickly, it all stopped. The air was still, the ground solid beneath her feet.
When she opened her eyes, the landscape had completely changed.
"Where are we?" she asked, her voice trembling with a mix of wonder and fear.
Anthony, still by her side, looked around, his expression grave. "I don't know. This doesn't look like any place we've been before."
They were in a vast, desolate wasteland. The sky was dark, swirling with clouds, and in the distance, a lone tower loomed against the horizon. Sia felt an unsettling chill run down her spine.
"That tower," Sia said, pointing. "It's like something is drawing me toward it."
Anthony's grip on her hand tightened. "Whatever this is, we need to be cautious. We don't know what's waiting for us."
Together, they made their way toward the tower, the weight of the unknown pressing heavily on their shoulders.