Amari stood atop the surface of a vast ocean. There was nothing else in sight at all. His eyes were closed, and he was shirtless. The water rippled from time to time, and waves formed occasionally.
Apart from that, it was a dead sea.
Then suddenly the sky turned dark. Lightning clouds formed, covering the previously peaceful sky. Bolts struck the sea, their electric currents entering his body from how he stood.
Large shadowy tentacles jutted out from the depths, flailing around. A siren song cut through the noise but only added a smouldering intensity to everything.
This all lasted for but a brief second, and he didn't move at all in that time. The scenery changed to something more peaceful. Dark clouds still remained overhead, but now they were in a little farm cottage without any real structure that guaranteed safeness.
