Suddenly, Ross opened his eyes to a new environment the moment he crossed the one-hundred steps mark.
Around him was a dark space that had dark clouds rumbling from the loud crackles of lightning that rained down continuously from them.
The ground was a rough land of grey stones and soil. It was eerie and reminiscent of a place of death. Fog littered the ground and created a spooky feel, adding to the dead-like environment.
Ross looked up at the crackling lightning that was as wide as a person's arm. Each strike of lightning charred the grey earth and turned it black from the strike.
Ross swallowed nervously as he was not sure what to do as the spot he stood in with a diameter of 50 meters was the only place lightning did not strike.
'This is definitely going to be about those big ass lightning.'
